More tears for souvenirs and Man Who get what they deserve

So, it's more tears for Ålgård who went out of the cup after a 2-3 loss for Viking. They shouldn't be ashamed though. They took the lead, went under 1-2, fought back for a 2-2 and then almost equalised on 2-3. They fought hard, and although Viking did show every now and then that they were a bit better, the match could easily have gone to extra time or even penalties, or things could just as easily have gone Ålgård's way. I think the important thing to note here is that Ålgård is a 2. divison club while Viking is a Tippeliga club(sort of like Coca Cola League 1 vs. Premier League). The lads should be proud of what they did today.

Ålgård's first goal was a shocker in the first minute. People were still walking in when the ball found the back of the net. Viking equalised from what I would consider a very dodgy penalty decision. I have seen those sorts of decisions go either way, given or not given and to me it seemed like the ref took a very long time deciding before he blew the whistle and pointed at the spot. That shows to me that it was a very hard decision to make, and those decisions can just as easily be waved off. It's a situation I wouldn't mind seeing again.

I must admit that the two other goals from Viking could be blamed on a somewhat sleepy defence, but you can't blame them. They are playing against professional footballplayers who earn more a week than what their own coaches earn a year(as coaches that is). The "errors" that were made in defence happens all the time in the top leagues of any country and today was the day Ålgård had one of those. But I must say that you can't take anything away from the lads. They gave it all and I think the coaches should be more than pleased with their performance. It's not often you see such a commitment in football players as we saw today. They gave it all until the ref blew the final whistle, and although I as a supporter and spectator had given up hope in the end, it didn't seem like the lads had.

The strange thing about the match is how I feel now, afterwards. Last time I was at an Ålgård match was last year some time during the summer. I remember I was at another match with Ålgård many many years ago, but all in all I think I've only seen 3 Ålgård matches, still I feel really down. I am a local man, and I will support my local team, but I don't know the name of even half the players. I know more about Arsenal than I know about my local team. Maybe that just make me a dedicated Arsenal fan, but still I think I should know a bit more about them. I don't even know their position on the table, how many matches they've played, number of points or who they've played against. I guess you could say that I only went to this match because I didn't have anything better to do. Still I feel rather depressed and empty due to the defeat. The lads gave it all, and I feel sorry for them. It's not just normal empathy either, it's the real supporter sorrow you feel after your team has had a narrow loss when you've seen they have given it all. It's strange.


On to some happier news. If you haven't heard it yet, Man Who lost against Barcelona in the Champions League final yesterday. It was fucking great. Although I would have wanted to see Man Who get thoroughly beaten it still was very good to watch them crash and burn in a 2-0 defeat. The thing that made it better was that girly girly ronnie said that it was one of the worst experiences in his life, making it even better. I want nothing good to happen to that cunt. I don't want him dead, oh no. I want him to live a long life, preferably a long and miserable life. Call me an asshole, I don't care. I hate the fucker and watching him pout yesterday as Barcelona lifted the trophy was so good that you just have to experience it.

The crappy thing was that I lost reception half way through the first half, and even though I was standing outside fixing what I thought was the problem during a rainshower that would have made Noah look out and say "Holy fuck!" I still didn't get it in because of the damn rain. I fucking hate rain...

Until later, rain(wo)men