Friday, June 23, 2006

La Fin du Monde est a Quinze Heures (Local Time)

I'm very depressed about France's chances of going through to the next round, but I can't strike a proper tone of utter doom that even comes close to that of the Guardian, so I'll just quote their first paragraph. It's the end of the world as Les Bleus know it.

"The twilight of the gods was never supposed to be this traumatic. Les Bleus, a squad racked by frustration and pursued by fury, teeter on the brink of utter humiliation this evening with a sense of sadness simmering amid the under-achievement. The world is witnessing the slow death of a golden generation. It is the lack of dignity at their grotesque descent into ignominy which is most unnerving of all."

2 comments:

cityofmushrooms said...

no THAT'S a piece o writin'!
cue the violins

Nanuk of the North, older but no wiser said...

Indeed.
And I am a just a little voice in the windy wilderness shouting "Start Ribery", but nobody, personne, is listening.
sob.