USA 1 – Ghanna – 2
The offense for the US never seemed to show up, throughout this cup play. We qualified playing a 4 – 4 – 2, but we tried to play a 4 – 5 – 1 for the cup. Play what you know, and bring some offense. There is more that could be said about the US play today, but I am going to restrain myself. Very disappointing cup experience.
Onto today’s topic.
I got the card my parents sent me for my birthday yesterday, which is quite appropriate since it was my birthday yesterday, after all. That makes sense. There was some money in the card, and that was very welcome and nice to see. All in all, very appropriate. Honestly, this is not even a complaint about the main parental units. The funny thing is that this is the 4th year out of 6 years that I have gotten the exact same birthday card from them.
The exact same card. I did mention that it is the exact same card. I wonder if they see the card every year and go, “Now this is a card for SRH!” or if they bought 10 of them 6 years ago and when they forget to get a card they send this one. If it is the former and not the latter, when they see the card, does it ring a bell at all? Is there any statement like, “This card seems vaguely familiar… I hope SRH likes it.”
So, 4 out of the last 6 years. Same card as last year. It has a picture of a rodent in a state of first aid treatment. The rodent looks like it was really worked over, probably by 2 truckers. And on the front of the card it states in classic Comic Sans Serif font: “When they made you…” You open the card and the punch line is just waiting for you. “They broke the mole. –Happy Birthday” you see it is a play on words that is kind of mildly clever. Instead of “when they made you, they broke the mold.” The card says “When they made you, they broke the mole.” And on top of this clever word play, they also have a darling little picture of a “broken mole.” Clever. Very clever indeed.
I guess my parents just find this card too much to handle. In the past 6 years I have gotten this very card 66.667% of the time. There are 2 to 3 odds that I will receive this card next year for my birthday as well, and I am looking forward to it. I hope I do get this card for the birthday next year. It proves one thing and one thing alone: Even though my parents may not be very original, they are most assuredly consistent.
To recap:
USA out and Ghana goes to the second round
All the analysts got Group E wrong, wrong, wrong
Now, I think I will root for the Socceroos
Just because that is what they want you to call them
Turns out that my parents believe that my creation has led to the demise of a mole
And they keep telling me that
They will not let me forget the mole who was broken for me
I will not accept the responsibility of one broken mole
I have Little Man to worry about
I can’t go taking in a broken mole just because I was born
The offense for the US never seemed to show up, throughout this cup play. We qualified playing a 4 – 4 – 2, but we tried to play a 4 – 5 – 1 for the cup. Play what you know, and bring some offense. There is more that could be said about the US play today, but I am going to restrain myself. Very disappointing cup experience.
Onto today’s topic.
I got the card my parents sent me for my birthday yesterday, which is quite appropriate since it was my birthday yesterday, after all. That makes sense. There was some money in the card, and that was very welcome and nice to see. All in all, very appropriate. Honestly, this is not even a complaint about the main parental units. The funny thing is that this is the 4th year out of 6 years that I have gotten the exact same birthday card from them.
The exact same card. I did mention that it is the exact same card. I wonder if they see the card every year and go, “Now this is a card for SRH!” or if they bought 10 of them 6 years ago and when they forget to get a card they send this one. If it is the former and not the latter, when they see the card, does it ring a bell at all? Is there any statement like, “This card seems vaguely familiar… I hope SRH likes it.”
So, 4 out of the last 6 years. Same card as last year. It has a picture of a rodent in a state of first aid treatment. The rodent looks like it was really worked over, probably by 2 truckers. And on the front of the card it states in classic Comic Sans Serif font: “When they made you…” You open the card and the punch line is just waiting for you. “They broke the mole. –Happy Birthday” you see it is a play on words that is kind of mildly clever. Instead of “when they made you, they broke the mold.” The card says “When they made you, they broke the mole.” And on top of this clever word play, they also have a darling little picture of a “broken mole.” Clever. Very clever indeed.
I guess my parents just find this card too much to handle. In the past 6 years I have gotten this very card 66.667% of the time. There are 2 to 3 odds that I will receive this card next year for my birthday as well, and I am looking forward to it. I hope I do get this card for the birthday next year. It proves one thing and one thing alone: Even though my parents may not be very original, they are most assuredly consistent.
To recap:
USA out and Ghana goes to the second round
All the analysts got Group E wrong, wrong, wrong
Now, I think I will root for the Socceroos
Just because that is what they want you to call them
Turns out that my parents believe that my creation has led to the demise of a mole
And they keep telling me that
They will not let me forget the mole who was broken for me
I will not accept the responsibility of one broken mole
I have Little Man to worry about
I can’t go taking in a broken mole just because I was born