Tonight the quarterfinals in Champions League set off from its break. Man U will crush ’04-winners (and that years’ Man U-defeaters), Porto and I will be happy.
But it’s so very weird. I’m not totally locked down in my football-activated mood. Not to the extent it makes me fully content.
Spring is here. What’s wrong? Weather is perfect. Every woman you see looks gorgeous. Everyone you meet smile. magnificence was accomplished this morning. Excitement fills the sky. It’s disturbing. And quite, worrying.
Hope new-comer Macheda will sooth me with another amazing goal. Just don’t wait til’ the very last minute again, please.
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