Withdrawal Woes

It’s sad to see the World Cup end…

The nightly drama that grounded me from 4:30 right through to midnight, gone.

Now there is absolutely nothing holding me to the TV set…

The streets are silent…

A general buzz is missing from the lips of strangers.

It’s as if the cool winter air had taken names like Ahn Jung Hwan and Oliver Kahn out of their mouths in its passing…

The city feels empty…

The fanatic, the patriotic, the ecstatic people have retreated.

Hibernating for another four years…



Mario had nothing better to do at 10:16 AM