Boa sorte a Port!
Our guys did it again, albeit ugly. OK, our guys were USA, but they didn’t have the team this year. So our team is Portugal. On to the game. The only thing that might have been uglier than the game was the officiating. The game set a new record for cards given in a Cup match. 16! Hard to believe. Portugal had two players ejected and the Dutch lost two also. Many cards were given for unknown reasons while others were blatantly lacking. The guess is that the Russian official will not be moving past the group of 16 with Portugal. Portugal's Figo was almost ejected after he headbutted Van Bommel in an argument. Van Bommel got him back later with an elbow to the face.
Due to the ejections, Portugal will be down Deco and Costinha for the next game, which will be this Saturday vs. England and Beckham…Tough.
I have confidence and will be up early Saturday watching and hollering for the team. So should you.
Then ride your bike.
-Shake
posted by Masta Shake at 6:06 PM
3 Comments:
It is going to be tough without Deco. Figo can only shoulder so much of the load. Lucky for O Seleção that England is playing like pure shite.
Brando
Where is the blog on this?
http://www.signonsandiego.com/sports/20060630-0539-cyc-tourdefrance-doping.html
Well, Portugal just squeezed past England in a pentalty shootout. Not the best way to win, but it IS a win. Check the post on the English drinking all the beer in Germany. That's a challenge! About the Tour...I am really pissed about the whole thing. When I get over the anger, I will post on it.
A Portuguesa!
Heróis do mar, nobre povo,
Nação valente e imortal,
Levantai hoje de novo
O esplendor de Portugal!
Entre as brumas da memória,
Ó Pátria sente-se a voz
Dos teus egrégios avós,
Que há-de guiar-te à vitória!
Às armas, às armas!
Sobre a terra, sobre o mar,
Às armas, às armas!
Pela Pátria lutar
Contra os canhões marchar, marchar!
Desfralda a invicta Bandeira,
À luz viva do teu céu!
Brade a Europa à terra inteira:
Portugal não pereceu
Beija o solo teu jucundo
O Oceano, a rugir d'amor,
E teu braço vencedor
Deu mundos novos ao Mundo!
Saudai o Sol que desponta
Sobre um ridente porvir;
Seja o eco de uma afronta
O sinal do ressurgir.
Raios dessa aurora forte
São como beijos de mãe,
Que nos guardam, nos sustêm,
Contra as injúrias da sorte.
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