Posts Tagged ‘crap’

Fuck the Vuvuzelas

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

This World Cup has been nothing short of disappointing up to now. I haven’t seen one match packed with rich and exciting football.

When the team that plays the best is Germany, you should know that it’s time to close your eyes, or it might be better to turn a deaf ear, because those sodding Vuvuzelas are buzzing (or Vuvu-ing, as Africans tell it) all over the place. My god, those things are annoying the crap out of me, thanks to those things, I only watch half of the matches played on this shite tournament ruled by the corrupt FIFA.

Yeah, I said it, FIFA’s corrupt, come on, not showing a goal England was wrongfully denied. What kind of bloody imbeciles do you take us for? And still they deny that we should have cameras by the goal, and sidelines.
Even beautiful Brazil isn’t playing their samba-football, and my own country (Holland), has gone through to the next round, but we’re a glorified counter-team now.
On top of it all, the organization is horrible, the tournament is so poorly organized that half of all matches aren’t even sold out.

Fuck defensive Brazil, fuck the empty stadiums, fuck Blatter, and foremost, fuck the Vuvuzelas.

Roberto Strife

Guess who’s back!

Monday, June 21st, 2010

Hey there everyone,

This is Roberto Strife again, last time you heard from me was in January! So I’m probably writing in air again, but I don’t mind, I like writing, and to be happy, you need to do things you like, they’re their own reward.

With that self-comforting crap in mind, I’d like to announce I’m going to try to write more often, not that more often is very hard (one post per five months isn’t exactly a bookdeal’s amount). I won’t be writing exclusively on this website though, I’m also writing my own Novel, named “Hey Michelle”. It’s about a man, murdered in Spain, reminiscing on how his life came to this.

I will however post here more often too, not just about what happens in the exciting days to come, but also about the eventful days passed during my lengthy leave of absence, maybe I’ll even start to put some fiction on here in the near future.

Even though my colleague and I both have been slacking of here, I hope my new-found inspiration will also rub off on John, so you can enjoy our bitchin’ and moanin’ about this ghastly place called earth freely again.

Write you later!

Roberto Strife