(caution: crappily pathetic fangirling ahead. stop reading while you can! ;p )

i JUST have to get this tiny little tidbit off my system:



the biggest reason why i'm terribly missing the World Cup is Zinedine Zidane.

even if if it ended only 2 weeks ago, it feels like it's been ages and that's awful. even if i only started watching football this year, it feels like i've loved this sport for years! even i know little of anything, for the life of me i'm strangely attached to them. even if france lost, my head's still up in the clouds, thinking they didn't really lose. even if zidane had an unceremonial exit to his glorious saga, it doesn't feel so bad... well, that got me all the more fascinated about this silly man. :)

it's funny how being exposed to a person frequently (like catching zizou most of the time on tv -- games, interviews, etc -- coincidentally AND unconciously) can make you drawn to him. funnier, even, is how you're starting to like the person just when you won't get to see the guy anymore (zizou saying goodbye and off to retirement). it's f*cking mad, life playing cruel tricks on me. (this is NOT an isolated case -- i've been through this... *ha*)

anyways. i'm letting this 'craze faze' pass, i know i've got a short attention span... but i guess this serves as some kind of tribute to perhaps the greatest player of his generation.

zizou, vous etes avez aime. je vous souhaite le meilleur!

**(which -- according to babelfish, of course! -- roughly translates to: "zizou, you are loved. i wish you the best!" *whee* my pic is a collage of livejournal userpics that i looove from zidanefans, give 'em credit. :p)

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