Love & Football Pt 2- Argentina

One again I love football! I might not know much but I LOVE FOOTBALL!  And yes I am still undecided as to whom to support much to the chagrin of my friends. I was informed by the official football guru Mr Keston Harewood that I was allowed to support 2 teams ONLY if 1 was a top contender and 1 was an underdog. Unfortunately Kessy you only compounded the problem as now I have come to realise that I was also in support of 2 underdog teams- South Africa and Japan (the latter I had no idea I was even supporting until I felt heartbroken that they were going home yetserday)

Both my underdog teams, however are out of the World Cup already :-( so Argentina still rages the main battle for my heart. 

BUT...... The last time I checked I was a woman (and I showered today so I'm pretty sure of the fact!) and the second best thing about football, after the actual playing of the game was FOOTBALLERS!!!! Gorgeous, Fit Amazingly Sexy MEN!!! So I have decided to share a couple of my favourite players from my FAB 4 teams.

(disclaimer: I did not pick my player on their exeptional skill although come to think of it most of them are amazing players!... ;-p)

Gonzalo Higuaín---- sighhh!

Juan Sebastián Verón- because every girl has the hots for a slightly older man!

My official horner man Lionel Messi

And because I always knew I had a thing for goalies :-DDD

SERGIO ROMERO!!!

Have fun ladies and I'll be back later with Japan!

KC's 1st Annual...

My nephew turned 1 earlier this month, I love his cake ;-p

Love & Football

Its WORLD CUP AGAIN!!!!! Oh South Africa I beseech thee, do not disappoint me.I've waited 4 years for you to ravage me with top quality pulsating football! As I've already said on the Maccobook, (Fassbook, Two-facedbook) this year I am being unfaithful! Ever since I was a young (er) one, more specifically World Cup 1994 finals when Brazil beat Italy 3-2 on penalties (be still my beating heart!) I have had a torrid love affair with the Samba Boys.

The mere thought of Ronaldo & Ronaldinho my buck-toothed babies leaves me starry eyed!!! This year, however, Argentina has caught my eye and is holding the gaze.

I don't claim to be a football expert, far from it actually. A real football expert or any 17 year old boy who owns a pair of tugs (local slang for football boots for all my out of towners & btw for all Americans, no disrespect but during the World Cup, there is NO SUCH THING CALLED SOCCER!!! insisting on calling this noble game that will be considered disrespect * not really...... actually.... yeah, yeah it will!*  but I digress ;-p) would deem me a football idiot! I cannot identify a goalscoring Argentinian from Adam  with the exception of the great Mr Diego Maradona

and my new outside man  Lee.. Oh.. Nell  MESSI!!!!!!!

 This young boy launched a skilled campaign into my heart. First he appears non imposingly enough on my radar in the Barca red & blue. I'm allowed to love him, my mind tells me, after all, he's with Barcelona! I did not know that that was his plan all along. He befriends my true love (represented by Ronaldinho of course) and then stole me from him.

 Or so he taught. I'm on to you Messi! You can't just waltz in here and break up a happy home! I'm already planning to move to Brazil whenever I'm pregnant with my sons. I WILL RESIST YOU! No, I won't your charm is too much for me.I will be a captive audience whilst you whisper sweet nothings in my ear regaling  me with all the goals you will score for me, although I must say that you did not against Nigeria... Maybe it was because I was not watching, I'll do better next time if you promise to also.

I'm giving you fair warning though, Mr Argentina, if the World Cup Finals comes down to a showdown between you and my first love I will be standing behind MY MEN!

Poetry- Money

Ok so its the 1st and I didn't get paid. I feel like I'm going crazy which made me think of a poem I wrote a while aback. We all wish at some point in time that we had more money, the question now is how much will we let it control us?

MONEY

Oh you evil beast of burden bearing the world such pain and torment
Masquerading as the saviour as the saint as the solution
But you sanctity is of no valour here
You enshroud us in fear of your absence
Your ensnare us with your arrogance
How dare you decide who lives and who dies
Who is worthy of merit and praise
You FALSE GOD!
You mock us!
And the more you do is the more we need you
The more we crave and desire you
The less we are able to live without you
And we dare not doubt you
You carry such clout
Such esteem
I am sure if you ever took a moment away from your greed
You would beam in pride
That you are the now the primal motivation for the masses
Making us sycophantic vassals
Devoid of original thought because your imagery is everywhere
Well I break free of your snare
And return you to where you should be
You foolish knave
I am the master and you are the slave
You do what I tell you to do
You go where I tell you to go
No longer will you possess the ability to say NO
I will stretch you to you limit till you beg for relief
You will know grief because of me
I will work you so hard will not breathe
Whenever you try to leave I will yank you by your chain
At my feet you will remain
I will be the bane of your existence as you have been the scourge of mine
You imitation of the divine
You will rue the day you ever tried
To control ME!

©Chase