What a way to end the World Cup, on the agony of penalties. The best moment for me was seeing Barthez and Buffon, the two 'keepers, embracing and smiling before the penalties came. The worst? Clearly, Zidane losing his mind and being kicked off the field, instead of leaving gracefully as a two-time champion. Disgusting.
It's not as loud here in Paris tonight, with only the occasional delirious Italian honking down the street.
Tomorrow my mom comes into town, and we head to the Loire. No idea if we'll have any connection to post to the blog, so don't be too surprised if you don't hear from us until next weekend. If we do have a connection, I owe you pictures from the past few, um, weeks - Calvin's fete, Griffin's visit, Les Invalides and the Musee des Plans-Reliefs, and the one-ring circus in our neighborhood square. Appetite whetted?
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Penileties indeed! At least it wasn't a zero-zero tie that went there.
Glad to hear they didn't decide to burn down Paris after the loss - if it were Franklin Street instead of the Champs you'd be hearing sirens instead of happy Italians!
At least you got to watch as many possible games in France, with France in - unreal timing and luck for you guys! What French rider can possibly win Le Tour so I can win $$ from your luck magnetism????
Make sure Carter is cheering for Hincapie to make it up in the mountains!
just thought id say hi from nashville. me jess and michellel, josh and will are all heading to houston on friday to see DLP&A. i hope mom and don's visit is going well... me and jess had dinner with cynthia and kevin on monday night they were up here in nashville. hope all is well is paris.
I'm still waiting for those pictures you've promised ;)
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