I am a man of few hobbies. I eat and exercise enough to remain healthy. I socialise enough to keep a social life in some state of existence (being a university student, this is rarely done without the presence of alcohol. I’m rarely drinking the alcohol myself. But it’s always there regardless). I work on my degree, spend time fruitlessly searching for some sort of employment. I spend on average 10 minutes per day on some sort of computer game (sadly, nowadays this seems to be mainly made up of Tower Defence games. Those things should be banned, they’re too fucking addictive). Otherwise I spend my time watching and discussing anime at an alarming rate. The only other thing in life I appear to give a shit about is football. And the greatest footballing event is about to begin. The mother fucking world cup bitches!
I love the world cup. The heroes and villains, the drama and the epic games. I’m dying to see North Korea getting humiliated by Brazil. I love watching thousands of overweight American fans leaping around yelling ‘OOO ESS AYE’. I can’t wait to see the entire of Ireland cheer in delight as Henry gets blown up for a handball. I’d love to see the irony of Matterazi going down after a clash of heads. The prospect of the Dutch team imploding and fighting amongst themselves yet again is exhilarating. Seeing Messi in action on the world stage. Watching history in the making. A legend being solidified for all eternity. I love football, but most of all, I love the world cup. Expect references to the latest games cropping up in my posts. I might even toss in a world cup watch at the end of every post so my ramblings don’t impact the actual anime discussion.