Soccer Spies vs Rugby Spies

Showing off, and these are bad pics because I couldn't find a background that wouldn't reflect the flash of my camera. It's my Keeper Award for Into Danger! Isn't it gorgeous? I used a big poster of The Protector as its background because the award is made of heavy see-through acrylic. The flash came out looking like the moonlight from the poster, doesn't it? ***smug bow***

I love it, I love it, I love it! If I have time when I come home from work, I'll take a better shot so you can see how pretty it is.

Thank you, Colorado RWA chapter!

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Soccer is over! Just to show that I've been watching:





and of course, once de baddest boy with the wicked kick from Great Britain:



Actually, having grown up in a soccer-loving country, I do enjoy soccer more than American football, the latter of which, if you had read my wonderfully succinct Super Bowl commentary this year, shows my utter cluelessness ;-). Nice pants, though. Shiny.

Anyway, Italy beat France, which is good, since France beat Portugal, country of my ancestor Vasco da Gama and sigh-worthy Christiano Ronaldo.

I was planning to have a late-night fest enjoying hot Latin music while watching hot Latin men on the field battling each other in the field. Instead I had bald Frenchie Zinedine Zidane head-butting people left and right.



Of course I was writing. That was why soccer was on TV! ;-)

Hmm...which sport is more EXCITING--the boys from Dieux du Stade or these dudes who can run up and down a field non-stop for hundreds of minutes? Indeed, an important question for late-night musings.

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