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Well done, Germany! Sure, third place isn’t the same as booking a place in the World Cup Final, but in the wise words of every annoying self-help book we’ve ever used as a coaster, it’s all about feeling thankful for what was achieved and appreciating all the thanking thankfulness that comes with the T’s and the Y’s. Or something.
So here’s what we’re immensely grateful for:
- A sweaty Arne Friedrich and his bottom curvature formation is always worth spending your last tenner at Paperchase for a few heart-shaped stickers to go in your “gratitude” journal.
- Bastian Schweinsteiger. He is made up of several parts we greatly appreciate.
- A mighty enjoyable third place game with good goals and good footy.
- Getting to see one of our favourite new discoveries again: Uruguay’s Diego Perez, aka baby Vidic. We feel the shine his hot robot is putting down.
- Miroslav Klose’s hugging techniques. He’s a full-body presser.
And, since we’ve not started our intravenous anti-hangover chocolate IV drip and are thus a tad on the cranky side, here’s what we’re not so thankful for:
- Cold temperatures resulting in a shameful lack of base layers from the players we have come to rely on most for post-game man flesh. (Looking at you Mario Gomez and Diego Forlan.)
If you love football, you love the powerful and inspiring psychological mindset required of its players. No, we’re not talking about remaining calm in the face of pressure, nor battling through any doubt or worry after an injury. We’re talking about the glorious mental state of Non-naked Shame.
On that note, let’s look at two recent happenstances that continue to prove footballers care little for cameras or prying eyes whether undressed, half dressed, or thinking about getting dressed. (Our absolute favourite example is here.)
Everyone’s favourite nut-job, Jens Lehmann and his wife, Conny, headed out for their photo call at the Boss Black show in Berlin on Wednesday.
His shoes and belt combo say, “Call me crazy, and I’ll cut you.” Conny’s ambitious outfit gives proof to one of life’s greatest lessons: satin ain’t easy. Still, we’re happy that they’re happy.
Random factoid about Mr. L: his legendary World Cup 2006 quarter-finals penalty preference notes (kept in his shorts, next to the little Lehmanns) fetched over a £1 million when they were auctioned off back in 2006.
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No one wants to see a sad Schweini. Not now, not ever.
But, let this be a lesson to us all: there can still be great dignity in defeat. Silently suffering, Bastian took a moment to compose himself. And then stripped off, like a real man does.
German-supporting Kickettes, we may be talking abs, but we feel your pain. To see such a talented and exciting team go out at this stage is agony. Do tell: what do you think would have made the difference for Germany?
More on Sunday’s Netherlands/Spain final to come!
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So how did Kaka’s wife recover from Brazil’s stunning WC loss last week? With beer and tickets to see Claudia Leitte in concert, natch.
As exciting as bonging your beer is, Ms. Celico’s mood couldn’t be lifted as she was supposedly “looking concerned” on her mobile whilst trying to keep a safe distance from the press. Perhaps it was the joke she tweeted about Brazil’s now former coach that was weighing heavily on her mind? Or bumping into Sthefany Brito backstage?
Word to the wise: Twitter should not be used as self-expression dumpster bin. For Caroline, we recommend social media etiquette classes as taught by Julio Cesar’s wife, Susana Werner. Earlier that same day, she took to her Twitter feed to tell her hubby to keep his head held high. Aww.
On the flip, Sarah Brandner apparently enjoys Budweiser by the case. Bastian Schweinsteiger’s WAG was papped carting a dozen or so drafts through the stands as Germany defeated Argentina, also last week.