August 17, 2006

a glorious day

for british sport, yesterday that is.

but i can't help notice the followin:
1. a canuck who plays better soccer footy than 10 englishmen put together
2. that tennis numero uno who was beat by that wee scottish laddie has got a scottish gran himself

and oh yes, how could i possibly forget that F1 win in Hungary on the weekend, eh? it could be that sorry excuse of a the lucky beard. i tell ye.

as enscribed by the letter b @ August 17, 2006 03:43 PM | someone's pinged
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