For the first time since 1974 Australia will be going to the World Cup. Unbelievable. I’m pinching myself and am furious that my jetlag meant I only managed to stay awake for the first half.
Yay us!
Justine Larbalestier
The various writings of Justine Larbalestier
Yay! Go Socceroos!
Having been in Melbourne during that disastrous game against Iran I am delighted that the boys have come through at last.
Here’s hoping that they get in the same group as England…
Here’s hoping we make it past the first round . . .
of course you’ll make it past the first round! you’ve got guus! and according to my most knowledgeable father-in-law you’ve got good penalty takers, which as you know is crucial in the game, particularly in the world cup.
I know, I know, but it’s been such a long horrible nightmare even getting in . . . And even the best coach in the world—even if he is Dutch and therefore perfect in every way—isn’t always enough.
But I’m excited! Very, very excited! I hope you and your father-in-law are right!
a pox on jetlag – it stopped you experiencing the remaining hour and a half of incredible tension and unbelievable euphoria. Glad you are back home.
Scott saw it. Both my parents slept through it, too. Funny that—the one yank in the house was the only one who watched it!
That isn’t jetlag you’ve got, girl, that’s galloping pewmonia. Hope it clears for the CYLly gig.
XX,
Margo.