Okay, so I've been really busy lately training for Copa next month, or rather, our first game this month. The cunt's been pressurising us everyday, and keeps shouting at us. He keeps confusing Carlos' position and his formations are weird. I'm not used to this.
Things have worked out between Carlos and I. We're now happier than we were, and I'm happy for my Portugese friends who qualified, especially Rui Costa. I hope they do another France 98' and win again, but it'd be weird. I was watching the match, the ref was a fucktard.
When I walked passed Ronaldo and Kleberson at training today, I saw them whispering to one another. The only thing I could make out was "ir de copas" which means "go drinking" . They're so brave. Coach already told us to drop those bottles.
I miss Bratwursts.