I haven't watched match since the league started. I'm more interested in the WNBA these days and I'm not even a basketball fan.
Sad, isn't it? I feel the lack. And there was hardly even time for more than one or two chihuahuas... Well, the important thing is, Team Sweden put on a good show and won hearts and minds, the tournament seemed to be well-organized for the most part, and hopefully everyone who came from somewhere else had a good time here. And maybe they even learned one or two words in Swedish as well.
Except the toilet situation. You would think that after 2 weeks of having grown men scarred by little girls invading their toilets, the SvFF might have realized that having 2:1 male to female toilets and a 4:1 female to male crowd was not working, and switched a few signs on the doors for the last few very busy games. Kept missing the first 5 minutes of halves because of the ridiculous queues.
Which is why you go wherever is available. It wasn't any different at Stamford Bridge for the women's CL final in London, nor a whole bunch of other "major" matches I've been to. Mind you, I actually didn't see any outrageous toilet queues at the final- but absurd queues for the snack bar. In fact, I think the lack of toilet queues around me influenced my situation negatively; all across the world, regardless of competition, I generally end up in loo queues with Kicki Bengtsson. The fact that I just waltzed into loos (including at the final), meant that I didn't get my championship dose of Kicki!
Did someone mention toilets? It's my specialist subject. I saw Silke coming out of the loos at the final. She smiled but she didn't have any gloves on. When the final whistle went I felt physically deflated. Several days on and I'm still depressed. Maybe if someone could make a dent in the power structure of the Empire, it might help a little...
And maybe we should give some of our closing thoughts to the soul (or souls) who clicked this into place on the bridge over the canal in Linkers (Linköping) after only a few balls had been kicked in anger(er)...
Right, I had to peer around Upstairs for a bit to figure what you might mean. I'm always fascinated when things that never made sense suddenly do. So... what happened? (Probably had nothing to do with toilets, or at least I hope not...)
But probably not in the true Vader way, sacrificing herself to save a loved one from an even greater Evil. (Or having a pathetic and unbelievable fit of sentimentality, depending on your view of it. Wouldn't life have been grand if the Big Moment of 'The Empire Strikes Back' was "Luke... I am your mother.") No, no, I see her leaving metaphorically more in the Han Solo-in-carbonite style – heart frozen, motionless, being carted off unceremoniously by a mercenary. Ooo, ooo, or was it more like Jabba the Hut, getting strangled from behind by someone wearing a gold chain bikini? Just please tell me she didn't get beaten to death by a gang of teddy bears – I do have at least that much respect for her. No one deserves that.