Read these off from the Straits Times, 3rd of July, 2004, in the Sports section. The article's by Rob Hughes, and I had a paper and a pen with me at that time, and I couldn't resist copying these phrases off the article, because it was about the way the Greeks played. He wrote one the previous week before, I think, and the analogies were imaginable. Here goes.

"stubborn, coldly defensive, masters of the art of strangulation."—He compared the Greeks to the Germans.
"suffocating"—said of the Czech-Greek game.
"anti-football, and I don't find joy in witnessing a Greek national team playing dull, mind-numbing, claustrophobic games that make them more German than the Germans."—ouch to the Germans. But how true.
"he and his own ilk can GTH"—of Otto Rehhagel. Yeah man!
"join Portugal in prayer...that they'll put an end to this darkness and give us back our game."—like totally.
"We should do as the poster in Dragao said: Hail Otto...Hell, no. Please let proper football—with spontaneity and with the aim of players to beat opponents going forward, and to achieve the objective of scoring goals—come back into this tournament before it's too late."—Um. Wasn't that what everyone's doing? Don't really understand this.

Like totally. I was a little bored with the match on Friday morning. This just shows why I should support Portugal more. In comparison to the Greeks, methinks Portugal has a rhythmic momentum to their playing. Then the Greek's would already be like an execution. But, that means the Germans have been playing like they're going for an execution? A little likely. Tight with tension. Even a limb can snap. I wish I could write like the guy. But that'll happen in a gazillion years. Wit laced with sarcasm. Is my wit laced with sarcasm? Hm.

But I totally do not like Greece. Nada. I will support Portugal to the ends of the earth.

Beauty in its own right. It's in Dubai, and the place is fabulous and totally classy. Hello? A hotel in the middle of a sea that's made by man. As if that ain't fabulous in its own right. Other Facilities.

Today saw this guy running for the bus. Usually I don't stare at guys running for the bus, but he was running with the grace of a stallion. It looked so beautiful. It felt like he was suspended in the air for as long as time and it felt like the moment froze. Ha. I think I'm over thinking about this.