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Oh well

Oh well, why? Tears of joy and tears of sadness that's why. That was last nights match, all the emotions were shown in the stadium both from the supporters and from the team, all over Croatia people watched and hoped, they gave it their best shot but in the end it wasn't good enough at least we can look forward to the next World Cup, whether it will be the same team, the same manager only time will tell. Even though we only drew every Croatian will still support our national team because we have pride, no more Croatia, no more Scotland, no more Ukraine and now no more team to support what a shame. There is one team left that I could support but as a Welshman there is no chance that I will support them or even mention the teams name, I'll still continue to watch the competition but not with the same enthusiasm, all I can say is good luck to all who are left competing and congratulations to the whoever the winner will be. Last night I managed to watch the first half on the tv but then I started to fall asleep during halftime so I ended up going to bed and watching the last 45mins on my mobile that's why I'm writing my blog so late as I didn't get up at the normal time perhaps I knew in the back of my mind I didn't have to make coffee for my wife before she went to work but she's working elsewhere until Friday when she returns thankfully. Well that's all for now, I have to prepare lunch and do the rest of my early morning jobs, so if you enjoyed todays short blogs then like, follow and share. Thank you. 

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