Obsolete

Mysle jak janol, Holendrzy graja az za pieknie i nie ma pewnie bata, by tak murowany faworyt wygral mistrzostwa. To by bylo za proste. Poki co wiemy jak graja Oranje gdy zdobeda pierwsi bramke, zobaczymy co bedzie jak pierwsi ja straca, a przeciwnik sie zamknie nie dajac im szans na zabojcze kontry. Tak w ogole to mam nadzieje, ze van Basten wpusci rezerwy na mecz z Rumunia. Nie dlatego, zeby odprawic Wlochow i Francje (no, to tez), ale zeby pogral sobie Huntelaar i paru innych ciekawych zawodnikow. Mam nadzieje, ze Hiszpanie nie dadza du py w cwiercfinale (bo tak szczerze, to mecz z Ruskami im po prostu wyszedl, ale szanse na przewalenie maja takie jak zawsze i wcale mnie ich szybkie pozegnanie w fazie pucharowej z taka Rumunia nie zdziwi), bo polfinal z Holendrami jawi sie genialnie.

No wlasnie nie bardzo, bo jakis rusek to na forum wkleil. A tam chyba trzeba byc zalogowanym, by wejsc w temat. Zwatpilem w wasza chec walczenia z cyrylica, by sie zarejestrowac i zdobyc teksty. Tak jest latwiej, mily jestem;] Doceniam, ze skopiowales caly moj poprzedni post, by to napisac.

trzeba sie uczyc jezykow i samemu rozumiec :nerd:

Szwajcaria - Portugalia 0:2 Turcja - Czechy 0:2 Polska - Chorwacja 1:0 Austria - Niemcy 0:2 Holandia - Rumunia 2:1 Włochy - Francja 2:1 Grecja - Hiszpania 0:2 Rosja - Szwecja 1:2

pierwszy+drugi+industrial is dead demo http://uploaded.to/?id=sjpw9t Teksty zem znalazl: 01- Orange Laces all the worries, all the hours, all the people sayin' woah-woah i'm ready to go and all the people in the back of my mind woah-woah fuck you i survived! woah-woah fuck you i survived! fuck you seatle, fuck you los angeles and all of your pretentiousness capitalism say fuck this prison i'll make it my mission to teach this evil bitches a lesson fuck you broadway, your the worst of it all fizags and gutter punks gone exclusive the height of fashion delusional coffee, heroin, cannabis, fascism, i survived! and i bare these scars with pride against this world with so few on my side i dedicate this song to all that don't belong and i ask you to stand tall and scream "fuck them all" fuck my high school celebration of the fool mediocriity was the rule fuck cool telling me to move on so i look rich and blond this culture don't respond im the odd man out and the same old rule applies think differently and die, you mut live the lie, testify, help deny you gotta reach for the fucking sky but i fucking survived 02 - Plastikal such pretty packaging we're all in the front row salivating to watch the legless fucking palms sweaty on the floor push push i can't see myself there's no reflection don't know my name who is this person depart take a little bit of this don't feel selfish ya know you want it take it all you can't resist we're part of the illusion now we're just part of the illusion now no tear will drop at the empire's fall it's a dead man's party after all reality is just a broken law this is the world of shock and awe no tear will drop at the empire's fall it's a dead man's party after all reality is just a broken law this is the world of shock and awe this is, this is the world of shock and this is, this is the world of shock and awe this is not my face this isn't real i'm just dreaming this can't be the way i feel depart take a little bit of this don't feel selfish ya know you want it take it all we can't resist we're part of the illusion now we're just part of the illusion now no tear will drop at the empire's fall it's a dead man's party after all reality is just a broken law this is the world of shock and awe no tear will drop at the empire's fall it's a dead man's party after all reality is just a broken law this is the world of shock and awe this is, this is the world of shock and this is, this is the world of shock and awe shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and shock and awe this is not real this is not real i just can't wake up i just gotta wake up no tear will drop at the empire's fall it's a dead man's party after all reality is just a broken law this is the world of shock and awe no tear will drop at the empire's fall it's a dead man's party after all reality is just a broken law this is the world of shock and awe this is, this is the world of shock and this is, this is the world of shock and awe this is the world of shock and this is the world of shock and awe shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and, shock and awe about to drop the bomb, about to drop the bomb about to drop the bomb, about to drop the bomb 03 - Not Owned there aint nothing on this mother they think we don't own it they try so hard to make us forget, get they think we don't own it they try so hard to make us forget, get so sick of it mother fucker i saw a sign outside no god damn free ride what if i took you down tonight would you put up a fight it's time we let you go all the numbers have to show that we stayin' in control don't you fuck up the show they think we don't own it they try so hard to make us forget, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, go they think i looked down in my hand and i saw a key buried under apathy they gonna try and bury me i stood with no voice being confused about my choice then i thought i'd had enough it's time to fuck em up they think we don't own it they try so hard to make us forget, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, go they think mother fucker ther-ther-ther-there aint aint noth, ther-ther-ther-there, mother fucker ther-ther-ther-there aint nothing on ther-ther-ther-there, mother fucker they think we don't own it they try so hard to make us forget, lets go, lets go, lets go, lets go, go they think 04 - Wash Out i didn't go out today i won't go out tomorrow i'll just sit at home and wallow in my sorrow have you got some hope i can borrow i used to think so big i used to talk so bold am i giving up, am i getting old? how'd i get so low? no i think life owes me more and i'm going to pick myself up off the floor cuz i want the fucking glory wash out go wash out i'm feeling i'm feeling like a motherfucking failure i wanna know how everyone survives the day jobs and debts not enough for rent and wounded sex what the fuck is next so hard to accept how do i get by i've been bought and sold seen hot and cold been bored and ignored seen no reward for 10 years of my youth and the long line of bastards waiting to see me pack it in now i know i'll never win crawling under my skin, just amplify in my fuzzy fucked up mind 05 - I Vote Bolshevik Lite i will bring you the truth it's 1917 all over again about a bloody revolution that's about to begin i got my torch and pitch fork got the day off work and i'm joining with the rabble cuz today i'm down to battle i won't play your games i vote bolshevik lite alright i don't fear the state i vote bolshevik light alright i think yer to blame i vote bolshevic lite alright i will clean the state i vote bolshevik lite alright it's ok it's like a game choose a target lets get started it's ok they're all the same relax pull the trigger i will bring you the truth it's amazing to me what i see them flaunting these multi million dollar mother fuckers of the tv flaunting their privilege like they earned it don't believe it it's all bullshit they're just parasites that i'm down to fight lets go i can't hear your shit i vote bolshevik lite alright i hate both sides i vote bolshevik lite alright i will cross the line i vote bolshevik lite alright i be there to fight i vote bolshevik lite alright it's ok like a game choose a target lets get started it's ok they're all the same relax your finger pull the trigger 06 – Punkass its all good yeah you punk ass motherfucker some people run, i'd rather fight till the day that i die you know there gonna find us one way or another so lets give it up, jump and we'll learn to fly i wanna hear you say hey hey what does it all mean too me nothing its all right run dont wait to see them come they're coming to throw down to break you of some so lets go we got no pride to show out numbered three to one what the fuck you waiting for i'm feeling good, yeah you punkass motherfucker some people talk like its in the ground rotting away just goes to show you should never even bother to let someone else put you out of harms way so this is it then brother-betrayer fuck you very much i guess i'll see you on the other side till then your looking over your shoulder as i run you better go fucking hide 07 - Walking On The Moon Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Walking back from your house Walking on the moon Feet they hardly touch the ground Walking on the moon My feet don't hardly make no sound Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away No way And if it's the price I pay Some say Tomorrow's another day You stay I may as well play Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could be together Walking on, walking on the moon Some may say I'm wishing my days away No way And if it's the price I pay Some say Tomorrow's another day You stay I may as well play Keep it up 08 – Fingaprints Justify it yeah, justify yeah, justify yeah its broken just a token of a democracy all spent in the red so what now, say fuck it burn it to the ground light the fires watch it all burn down Juts deny it yeah, just deny it yeah, just deny it yeah my hands are black from the matches in my pocket so far ive only burned myself but the roof and walls and warmth seem wicked when all you hear and see is no just deny it yeah, just deny it yea, just deny it yeah 09 - Inside My House everythin inside my house is broke the stove don't work my window is cracked it's all fucked up a hall of broken mirrors path of broken glass everything inside my house is black it's a cold hard fact that life moves so fast without taking another breath you get caught in the past i remeber the boy i used to be taking life on so innocently it's cold hard fact that life moves so fast without taking another breath you get caught in the past it's of little relief that others hold your belief with so much standing against us all you're got to be the thief everything inside my house sweats all night i wake up every morning and taste the salt sunlight streaming in through the nicotine i bathe in the smoke of the unseen 10 - Iso Vs Life I feel no sympathy its easy to leave let it all be activity must stop all the doors must be locked dont make a sound or we all be fucked i hear it lurking outside its a monster what? this should be no surprise its the other half of your life scary as hell thank god i got my wife she's a soldier at your side that none can divide but in the end you'll have to face a very different kind solitude no "we" this cut don't bleed so leave it alone, let it break it upon the rocks of your needs a sinking island, it doesn't want to find them no friend, no foe, no loose ends to mend in isolation theres no temptation to break from familiarity of feeling like a rarity a lock with no key this falling twig is finally been set free so whats the disparity whats the problem you dont need no one you need nothing from laughing and smiles no one for miles i am a rock fuck the flock they're just outlines in chalk (yeah) manikins that talk (yeah) fists that knock (yeah) bullshit that walks i float above it alone in my grace the ants disappear without no fuckin' trace what the fuck is this chain in my chest dug into my gut its tugged by the rest i cant be dependant i cant be a mess i must remain solid in the face of this duress its tug of war killing my very core a conflict of property no more no more ill break the chain cut myself off no one can touch me in my isolation dont speak of the love dont speak of the loss dont speak of rewards dont speak of the cost i am an altogether different being i got black wings of fire and eyes of true seeing in the past i see my enemies go a fleeing now i avoid the whole thing no friend to whom im clinging some say its not a way to be living that you should spend your life giving and giving so i flick the switch aint nobodys bitch my wounds i self stitch i ignore the itch to socialize to realise to see through other peoples eyes im deaf to my own cries but im deaf to the lies you cant deny with no friends you dont cry ill be this way till i die or learn to scry i am an altogether different being i got black wings of fire and eyes of true seeing i cant fucking breathe im suffocating, its isolation what the fuck am i hiding from. REFRAME 01 - Demons Demons! I can't feel anything I can't feel anything I have become the pain I have become my own demons! I'm tired of being a punk Yea, Like i ever was I'm tired of ebing myself Yea, like i ever am Like a quarter dug out Of a homeless guys pocket Like a finger torn out From the socket I tried it and i knock it I'm just mad cuz nobody wants to steal, my soul I'm tired of being made up Yea, like i ever was I'm tired of being tied down Yea, like i ever am Turn the radio on To the techno station Keep it a few points off So it sounds all ruff Then it matches my head All static with its meter in the red I'm feeling half dead! 02 - In Your Head No One Can Hear You Scream Maybe i should just move Maybe i should just use Anything to kill the memory Of me and you It aint over till its over Thats what she said I see her walking the streets at night She'd be better of, Dead. No one can hear me scream in my head I see it I see it I wont let go But its all right I dont wanna fight With myself no more Cuz i keep on winning So i give in And there you are again Looking like an angel Fresh from fucking Satan No one can hear me scream in my head i see it I see it I wont let go Your deaf to the silence (violence) Forever 03 - The Beating Track You know that if we go off the beaten track you know that if we go, we wont be back To stay or to go A little bitch of a question A token of my affection For this little complication I jingle it like a trinket No need to dwell on it I just hang it around my neck and forget No plan, no sweat, i ante up on this bet win this battle, but lose the war like tet Want what you can not get -Break out of this net- Dont mind if i do Cuz im feeling through With being what you expect With being predictable - uh oh I love a taboo so true But if you break every rule You just become another tool but your the sharpest in the shed cuz your Brand Fucking New I saw her face in the street light And i knew that she had seen my eyes A puddle of waste floating down on this business Just flip the switch to project on this present day obsession I kick it straight on to check it No need to go catch it So its never or now no past or future No games no play just wish you out of my way Undercover, they want the people resting Dont think im having it -It just wont fit- Im in a dilemma Cuz i cant remember Im supposed to be here today Im just a minor character in this play But that you noticed With the real part that im being in I appreciate it, i do Even though i know nothing is what it seems 04 - The Big Push You dont stop Now over the top You'll tear your enemies apart Pray for your soul But you do your part This is the big push No one walks away No flesh on bones No blood in veins This is the big push We dont take no prisoners Ein, Zwei, Drei, Vier This is the big push We dont take no shite It was a drunk weasel Fleeing a miracle Stubby little fingers pulling triggers Beating back the hordes It was a walking revenge fantasy Seeking out the enemy in the trenches of its scabby knees Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish How many pieces do you wish Ein, Zwei, Drei, Vier One more and youll choke my dear I bet they didnt think That something so small Could put an insect in the ink In which they stood for I bet they didnt see it coming It was too fast for their running Now they're stuck in the mud surrounded by the bodies Cinderella, Ribbon of yella Went upstairs to kiss her fella Made a mistake and kissed a snake How many soldiers did it take 05 - To All Goodnight She wont wait For him to catch up Shes too far away For him to catch up Shes on her way To somewhere better He'll never find her He'll never find her again Good night Well said Soon i think we'll all be dead He's in trouble with the natural laws She's in the effect and he's lost his cause Conmflicted like a dog with hands for paws He never could have saved her from who she was If he could have only let her go Maybe she'd wake up tomorrow I cant wait For you to catch me Im too far away For you too catch up Im on my way To somewhere better You'll never find me You''ll never find me again Good night Good call Soon i think the sky will fall Will she be there to hold it up When he comes home from getting fucked up I think not All is lost He'll die in the frost A victim of his own high cost And now she's just a bleeding wound Haunting in his bedroom I want my life back We can't wait For you to catch up We're too far away For you to catch us We're on our way To somewhere better You'll never find us you'll never find us again 06 - Crutch Suck it up you got no right to be bitching You have your youth and your health But everyday that you wake up You feel like you got nothing else You get the feeling that this ladder is endless That your arms aren't long enough Chalk it up to a bad day anyway Look forward to the first of the month You wanna blow it on clothes and ink and lifestyle but this ride will only get you down the street One guess as to where you end up Same place as last week A place where nobody knows your name Only way im going out Is if we get so fuckign drunk That i will not know myself So i will not give a fuck I want to wake up By going to sleep I want to see the cloud From the bottom of the sea You just wanted to escape But life was just a phone call away With your crutch You dont care so much Let the world drown in the sound Of my mouth calling for another round I want to wake up By going to sleep I want to see the clouds From the bottom of the sea© C.R.U.T.C.H. Turn it all around Turn that bottle upside down Turn it upside down 07 - Civilized All i want to know Is how far you think ill go Will i take it all the way Only a fool would wait around to see I feel domesticated Like an animal In a pleasant and comfortable cage I feel inoculated To my own survival instincts All i want to know Is how far you think ill go Will i take it all the way Only a fool would wait around to see I want to be A one man army Taking on the world Taking on myself Im tired of being Ci-vi-lized I want to Break Down! The beast is silent no longer It speaks in a strong but humble voice "Too long have i been in slumber" "I shall lead you back to your true self" Organic gone frantic Emotional pentantic It smells like burning plastic Its a pleasure epidemic Our needs are effortless And so many people are lifeless Is there a connection Or am i just being a brat... 09 - Febuary War Standing on the curb, wasting my life, wait for a bus The 36 was full the 13 was late, I think I've had enough Standing in the corr, that seat was mine, I said what the fuck Pray to the gods they show me pity and beam me up, but I know I'm stuck so I read my book I wish for better, better luck! Who are these people, What are these customs, What is this language, I don’t understand I feel the battle rage, I feel the steel in my hands, I feel the wind on my face, I am not of this Thank you god, for making me an alien, thank you god, for making me alright, thank you god, for making me an alien, thank you god, for making me alright I finally got myself a seat, by the homeless guy, who been smoking crack, He said his name was Phil and this was the bus he’s gonna hi-jack, I had to ask would it be too much to drive me home, he said where to I didn’t know because I've never ever known. Who are these people? I don’t understand! I feel the battle rage, I feel the steel in my hands, I feel the wind on my face, I am not of this Thank you god, for making me an alien, thank you god, for making me alright, thank you god, for making me an alien, thank you god, for making me alright I feel the battle rage, I feel the steel in my hands, I feel the wind on my face, I am not of this land I feel the battle rage, I feel the steel in my hands, I feel the wind on my face, I am not of this! Thank you god, for making me an alien, thank you god for making me alright, thank you god, for making me an alien, thank you god, for making me alright Yea eh eh eh, GO! 13 - In The Service Of The Enemy I know I'm paranoid But I still think they might be out to get me I'm in bitter need of a new kind of enemy I'm going agoraphobic my ass sits idle but my mind is hardly stoic My blood pressure keeps on rising the more I keep denying and despising my name sake said that hell was other people Now I know how dealing with the petty and the feeble can make you evil From a babes mouth is the candy that I steal climbing up and down on fates oblong wheel You're strong in the bow but you're weak in the keel I'll look you in the eye but behind the scenes is where I deal I'm making excuses for seams that are ripping The only thing I hate more than digging is begging! back in the day it was so perfect I had my purpose it was all very worth it but now my little victories are just empty calories I'm in bitter need of a new kind of enemy something harmless but scary to keep them in line to keep them wary a memory that can't buried a point in time that can be carried There is no solution just problems that I'm selling they'll make you feel better even though you're aiding and abetting so quit your whining, eat some pills for your stressing' Go buy some more debt and plan a pretty June wedding Make lots of kiddies, cuz the gravy is never ending have everything you want as long as the banks keep on lending I've made my sell and I hope I'm not offending cuz The only thing I hate more than digging is begging! I wanna wear your face like a condom I'll never win Industrial IS Dead like some girl in a snuff video with a chord around her neck and her veins full of blow she's dancing like she doesn't know that she's hanging in the morgue with industrial so gothed out like "black number 1" She'd rather slit her wrists than have some fun Shaking her corpse to the same old shit Playing it safe is boring, isn't it!? Oi! Mr. DJ, what records are ya playin' today Oi! Mr. DJ, are you gonna play the same damn thing that you did yesterday This ghetto abysmal like gangstas in limbo creation invasion a fortress a mission arrested infested this corpse has been re-animated pale embrace in a sick romance it's dead and gone but still they all dance Every day is Halloween but it's Halloween stuck in '93 And it makes me think of the good old days of skinny puppy and ministry combat boots and pvc Dressing up like a scary drag queen It's dead and gone, so let's move on Industrial R.I.P. If yer lookin for a zombie f**k then get your kicks at the club noc noc (Seattle, WA.) dancing all ro-bot-ic 120 bmp goin tic toc tic toc un-dead posers drinking at the bar and broken pretty things that can't get very far and the 3 legged dogs that are on the the prance I say step aside bitches I'm here to dance Let's f**king dance

Mam nadzieje,ze Chorwaci nam dop ierdola tak z 5-0 zeby juz tylko skonczyla sie ta zalosna nagonka na Webba. Jezeli wygramy nastepny mecz to mozna spodziewac sie walkowania tematu "sedzia ukradl nam mistrzostwa" jeszcze dluuuugo, a tak nie bedzie dyskusji. Rownie dobrze mozna powiedziec, ze sedzia okradl Austriakow za to, ze uznano gola ze spalonego, no ale nie, podwojna moralnosc, bo gol ze spalonego byl cacy, ale ten drugi to juz nieee. Tak jak bysmy w tym meczu zaslugiwali na zwyciestwo.

hamster! A dentist! Hard Porn! Steven Seagull!

no na converge ewentualnie i ministry

No zalezy co rozumiec pod pojeciem "best save". Jezeli chodzi o efektownosc to moze..bo ogolnie to mogl to i przewrotka wybic czy w inny sposob. Nie musial sie tu wykazywac jezeli chodzi o zazegnanie zagrozenia pod bramka, nie byl przez nikogo atakowany, czy naciskany. Dlatego dla mnie, ta slynna juz akcja, jest przereklamowana, ot ciekawostka. Niby za najlepsza obrone w historii uwaza sie wybicie pilki przez Banksa po strzale Pelego...ale bez przesady, nie ma w tym nic nadludzkiego. Za to ta obrona jest konkret: http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=wgF78Cy8FIM&...feature=related No i wesola jest co nie (patrz temat).

prorok co nie No, ale do prorockiego skilla Ledwonia to jeszcze Ci brakuje.

Zabawne, ze Groclin juz zrezygnowal z pucharow.

Haha nie no skad, zero podobienstw: http://pl.youtube.com/watch?v=j1F-97xJ33E

No w koncu zaczal podawac, wiec sila Portugalii znaczaco wzrosnie. Chociaz oni graja tak jakby w 10, ten wysuniety napastnik do niczego sie nie przydaje. Przy 3 golu myslalem, ze Krystian bedzie chcial sam strzelac, a tu prosze...

No tak, z tym, ze jak pisalem, na plycie jest zroznicowany material. "Puppy Toy" to dosc letnia nuta -> http://www.myspace.com/trickola

k***a znowu w ostatnich minutach sie zmienia wynik z takiego jaki obstawialem, sprzedane mistrzostwa;/

Ta plyta powinna wyjsc zamiast dwoch ostatnich. Standardowo jest eklektycznie, standardowo sa kawalki-smiecie, ale tym razem sporo utworow jest dobrych i jest duzo rozwiazan znanych z jego najlepszych albumow. Porzucil kosmiczny rozstrzal gatunkowy, dopelniony goscmi z du py, jak Red Hoci. Nowa babka dobrze zastepuje M.Topley-Bird, mozna sie doszukac sampli Portishead, jest dobrze. Po wstepnej selekcji zostawilbym kawalki: Puppy-Toy (rodem z "Vulnerable", ale jednak melodyjny refren strasznie wchodzi do glowy, wiec ciezko sie od tego opedzic), Bacative (troche te murzynskie nawijki mnie irytuja, lepiej to wypadlo na "Bury the Evidence", ale calosciowo klimat niczym od Theviery Corp.), Joseph, Council Estate (przypominaja sie czasy "Black Steel"), Past Mistake (kosi), Coalition, Cross to Bear, Slow, Far Away i School Gates. Wypadaja kawalki 4 i 5, a wiec dobra srednia. Teraz sobie to uloze wedlug wlasnej kolejnosci i bedzie jeszcze wiekszy git. Oczywiscie lepiej, by bylo jakby to nagral w stylu pierwszych plyt, ale nie oszukujmy sie, wiadomo bylo, ze produkcja na albumie bedzie lsnila i bedzie wolna od brudow. jak na nowoczesnego Tricky'ego udany album. No stary Tricky tak, ten ma wiecej wpadajacych w ucho brzmien. edit: poje balo mi sie, kawalek Far Away nalezy do grupy do wyje bania;]

Zbiorczy temat. Na poczatek: Tricky - Knowle West Boy [2008] http://rapidshare.com/files/121642237/tr08.rar

Pierwszy plakat ze " Spirit" Franka Millera: Nawet plakaty zerzniete z Sin City;]

Nie sciagaj z ifoldera przez przegladarke, wrzuc link do bitcometa i bedzie ci smigalo 10 razy szybciej.

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Czechy - Portugalia 1:2 Szwajcaria - Turcja 0:0 Chorwacja - Niemcy 1:2 Austria - Polska 0:2 Włochy - Rumunia 2:0 Holandia - Francja 2:1 Szwecja - Hiszpania 1:2 Grecja - Rosja 1:1

Skandynawia to tylko Szwecja, Norwegia i Dania. Finlandii i Islandii sie nie wlicza. Bylem jakis czas w Szwecji i bylo kapitalnie. Idealne miejsce do zamieszkania, pod warunkiem, ze sie ma kase na zycie i dobry dostep do alkoholu, bo w Szwecji z tym jest tragicznie. Trzeba bylo plynac do Danii, choc w sumie to tylko 10 minut drogi i fajne widoki (zamek Hamleta przy porcie). Potem moze jakies foty wrzuce, bo gdzies mam.

ktos to w ogole podlicza czy zamierza to zrobic po finale?;f

No ja mam tak, ze kibicuje tylko jednej druzynie i tego nie zmieniam. Tylko gdy gra jakis team, ktorego szczerze nie lubie, lub gdy porazka takiej druzyny bylaby na korzysc zespolu, ktory lubie, to moge pokibicowac innym. A tak to za sprawa van Bastena zaczalem kibicowac Holandii, no i sila rzeczy to jest tez powod czemu kibicuje Milanowi. A ogolnie kibicowanie Holandii to ciezka sprawa, bo zwykle chlopaki przegrywaja w karnych, oj jak bylem maly to sie nawet w 92 poplakalemxD NO ku rwa - 1992 karne w polfinale, 1996 karne w cwiercfinale, 1998 karne w polfinale, 2000 karne w polfinale i jeszcze 2 niestrzelone w regulaminowym czasie gry. Dramat dla psychiki. Nie moglem uwierzyc jak w 2004 wygrali w karnych ze Szwedami;f

No wlasnie. Z tym, ze Francuzi tak jak Wlosi moga sie rozkrecac wraz z przebiegiem turnieju. W MS2006 bodajze z Togo sie meczyli strasznie i na sam koniec zapewnili sobie awans z grupy, a potem pykneli po drodze miedzy innymi Brazylie i doczlapali do finalu. Problem w tym, ze to rozkrecenie moze przyjsc za pozno. No i Zizou juz nie pomoze. Wlosi grali tak jakby byli przekonani o swojej wielkosci, z przekonaniem, ze mecz sie sam wygra.