Alas, my one great World Cup hope has been dashed.
All I ever wanted in life (or at least in this week of my life) was for Germany and France to meet in the final game of the 2006 World Cup, and for Germany to beat France to a bloody, screaming, writhing pulp such that the following occured, in no particular order:
- The French players were left scattered across the field in little puddles of the agony of defeat.
- The French fans were so devastated that they threw themselves en masse from the top of the stadium into the parking lot.
- The ensuing parking lot melee included the destruction of several Peugeots and/or Citroens, with maybe some Renaults thrown in for good measure.
Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against the French personally. But those guys sure sacked a lot of German castles over the years, and you gotta think that they have it coming.
I'm just saying.
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