Fuck Cock-shandy Crouch.
Poor old Owen, and do you know what, it's fucking Cock-shandy Crouch’s fault!
Lets look at the fucking evidence.
1)Peter Crouch does a fucking robot dance.
2)Peter Crouch has scored in this Soccer World Fucking Cup.
3)Michael gets jealous at both the dance craze that is sweeping the fucking nation and Crouch’s goal.
4)Michael tries to emulate the dance with his own moves. He tries to throw some moves. Fucking Elvis style and look what fucking happens.
5)Crouch laughing. Fucker.
Un-be-fucking-belivable.
I hope that Michael is going to be ok. I will play in the next fucking game as well. Sweet.
Come on Ingerlund!
In preparation for the big game yesterday I had a special breakfast. It is so fucking important to get a sweet breakfast in before the game. I started off with a bowl of museli, lots of fucking energy in this bitch.
Then a bowl of fruit.
Fucking sweet as fuck.
posted by Owen Hargreaves | 1:29 AM
2 Comments:
Good fucking game last night, Owen. Great block tackles, interceptions, and fucking good head-passes. It was just a shame fucking Sweden got the comeback score in overtime.
Hell yeah, did you see the 'Hail Mary' pass I made to Cole from the backfield?!
It was a fucking shame about the last goal man. I was just about to call 'time out' as well. Fucks sake!
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