Monday, 12 October 2009

The OFC Has Some Sweet Style

So New Zealand drew with Bahrain the other night. Big Game. In terms of what was at stake, equally as big if not bigger than that little old Argentina-Peru spectacle. One of those guys will get a place in the World Cup. I kinda hope the 'All Whites' make it. I guess they have the greater pedigree. Everyone saw that sterling Confederations Cup 0-0 with Iraq right? Glorious stuff. There is another reason I feel New Zealand should get the place, being the first OFC representative since way back in '82. The reason is this:

Jings, this guy is the complete badass. It is like the Blues Brothers spent a druken night with an Adidas Tango, and then neglected him throughout his childhood. I didn't see those Euro 08 dudes donning wayfairers. Footix, the france 98 guy, didn't have such a rad smirk. Never has a tournament mascot had such a effortless style. When have you ever though ''Jeez, this major tournament mascot is clearly way cooler than me''. Never, until this guy came along, and for that, the Oceanian Football Confederation deserves a break. Forza New Zealand.

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