ninja footie madness or on the way to cardiac arrest

Two consecutive matches.

Two colours to sport.

Two teams to support.

Two victories to celebrate.

One sport holding this blog hostage.

One ninja bound to suffer serious tachycardic palpitations on Sunday.

P.S. To counter all this footie action, I am happy to inform we have had a (first time ever) LIVE ON NINJA (non-sport) broadcast on the previous comment section. I am well-impressed and thoroughly delighted. Grazie Francesca, our green foreign correspondent, reporting from the city of Braga (which, incidentally, means "knickers" in Spanish. Random trivia fact. Never a ninja post without one, ei.)

naranja es el color

No feet this time. Just a few ever-so-slightly orange touches before the match last weekend. Yup. Football is definitely da name of da game this week too.

Orange, orange, the whole country is orange.
I just happened to buy an orange chair the day before (coincidence?) And... Have you seen that ciggie butt? Orange end plus the flag of the Netherlands. WTF? On Saturday evening there was not a centimetre free on the park where we went to watch the match. (In all fairness it was the combo glorious footie victory + extremely hot weather + Faithless playing at the park that evening.)

Orangeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. How orange can you go. Well... very.

I will, of course, be supporting "my other" team on Wednesday night too.

Bloody 'ell. Hard work this week, ei.