Last night, dude and I watched the Concert kick-off for World Cup 2010. It was funny and entertaining and good fun to see Archbishop Desmond Tutu in his element - such a cutie.
It got me thinking about World Cups from the past - memories that stayed with me for their own special reasons.
Years and years ago; I don't even remember which World Cup it was - Mum, Dad and I lived in a cute little one bedroom. Yes it was small, but it was our home sweet home!
Mums brother and the 2nd man who has my heart; Pascual and his family used to live on the same floor as us.
Since both Pascual and Dad are complete footie buffs, that meant staying up all hours to watch the WC games together. The fun they had - yelling and shouting and probably cursing on occassion too. Such boys at heart!
Pascual would come to ours in the nights with his pillow and blanket and then he and Dad would stay up the whole night to watch the 11PM game (I think). Then sleep for 2 hours and get up to watch the 4 AM game. Then Pascual would head back home at 6AM and get ready to leave for work by 7AM. Goodness! We (Pascual and I) were chatting about it yesterday...and it made me smile. I remember how often I would see him, but I'd still be so excited that he was coming home in the night to stay! He'd leave in the morning just as I was waking up for school...my joy knew no bounds : )
He left more than 10 years ago...but Amen to a childhood full of memories to last me a lifetime.
And yes, if you insist, Dunga is an idiot for not selecting Ronaldinho for the games. I miss you Padrin!!
World Cup 2006 is one dude and I will always remember; we had only just started dating. We watched the games at the Trade Centre here in Dubai - the atmosphere was phenomenal! Huge screens, color co-ordinated supporters, choruses of 'oooohs' and 'aaahhhs' at the missed goal opportunities and foul trouble - I think that's when dude realised that I loved sports too. *grin* Quite possibly a contributing factor as to why we're married today!
Neetz was still here then and we had a blast at the games we watched. I remember us not knowing a lot about the teams that year, but deciding who we'd support based on which side had better looking players. *chuckles* Dontcha jus' love girlfriends?
I have a favorite picture of Neetz...one when we were both at the Trade Centre and were having a laugh about something or the other...the way best friends often do. And I got this adorable shot of her on my cell - I call it 'my little ray of sunshine'.
Neetz is in South Africa now - and missing me, I think as much as I miss her.
Much love my crazy one! : )
I hope you all have equally fond memories of past World Cups. May you remember them all today, with a smile.
Till later, Waka Waka - this time for Africa.