"The Game"

oh my what a weekend!
Saturday I spended the day in town, rehearsals and warming up for the night spectacolo on Grand Place.
Micka came a round four o'clock. I sended Nils to pick her up with the instrucsions to pick a blond swedish girl called Micka up from the station, and belive it or not he saw her direct when she came of the train!
While Nils was picking up Micka I was waiting to rehearse the last time before "The Game" (Sweden-Germany) and then Benoit comes and tell me that we delaid our rehearsals one hour, I seriously thought he was kidding just to piss me of. When I realized that I was going to miss the football game of the year I became 3 years old, said some bad words laid down on the ground and almost cried some angry tears, but one moment I looked up and I saw Micka coming! And in 2 seconds I became 23 again and all my sorrows were gone!

While we rehearsed I had reports from the game and the more I missed the more happy I became for not seeing the game, it doesn't hurt the same when you don't see them making a complete fool of them selfs. So I don't like to say this but I'll do it anyway! Congratulations Germany, you were the best team.