Football is like love:
Ecstasy, disappointment.
Shots for joy, for pain.
It was perhaps an unwise innovation of mine this week to start having shots whenever there's a goal. We are trying to come up with appropriate national shots for each team, but this is proving very difficult (seriously contemplated dropping into fancy Nanluoguxiang restaurant Saveurs de Corée for five minutes to celebrate Korea's half-time comeback goal with a nip of soju last night, but settled for a whiskey instead [a fake one it was, I fear: felt rather ill subsequently...]); we may just have to settle for the regular selection of spirits and shooters.
I am also trying to limit it to teams that I like - otherwise we could all be getting very drunk watching Germany....
Ecstasy, disappointment.
Shots for joy, for pain.
It was perhaps an unwise innovation of mine this week to start having shots whenever there's a goal. We are trying to come up with appropriate national shots for each team, but this is proving very difficult (seriously contemplated dropping into fancy Nanluoguxiang restaurant Saveurs de Corée for five minutes to celebrate Korea's half-time comeback goal with a nip of soju last night, but settled for a whiskey instead [a fake one it was, I fear: felt rather ill subsequently...]); we may just have to settle for the regular selection of spirits and shooters.
I am also trying to limit it to teams that I like - otherwise we could all be getting very drunk watching Germany....
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