BASIL AND MANUEL

We Dutch fought an eighty years war against Spain (1568 - 1648) which bankrupted them and left us as, briefly, a superpower. Less than twenty years after that we sank the English fleet, which was moored at the Medway. So we have a history with both of those countries. Who will be duking it out for the Eurocup on Sunday, and a pox on both of them.
Shan't watch.

Instead, while the syphilitic old bastards in the backroom are hooting over the game, I shall be smoking a Dunhill or a Charatan pipe and swilling strong tea. A nice flake, I think.
Perhaps from Samuel Gawith (located in Kendal, Cumbria).

This is not the first time that the Eurocup rotted into irrelevance. It has happened several times before. It's almost a tradition.

I hope that the Germans (hosting the whole dreary thing) have the riot squad out; the Brits will get stinko and break things, the Spaniards will be unwashed, brutish, and unintelligible.
Water cannon, truncheons, and perhaps rubber bullets, will be needed.
At least the Spanish will be clean afterwards.
Well-rinsed in any case.

I am NOT a sore loser. In any way.
I am equitable and righteous.

Might rewatch a few episodes of Fawlty Towers this next week to put the English and the Spanish into a more acceptable context. Seeing as sinking or capturing their fleets again might be hard to do in this day and age when we are supposed to cooperate with the bastards and treat them as if they were equals.



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