Porque sim, porque apetece uma bandeira

Ontem ouvi uma frase em relação a mim que arrisco a dizer que define a minha existencia, e nunca hei de esquecer... por mais que o Alzheimer venha a tentar - mas fica só para mim.

Foto de Martin LaBar

Depois da passagem aos oitavos-de-final garantida, nada como colocar uma "bandeira" portuguesa aqui e trocar a musica para uma coisa mais alegre, que tenho ouvido ultimamente.
Santeria dos Sublime, no botão do play à direita.

I don't practice santeria
I aint got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars but I'd,
I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina
and that sancho that she's found,
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho
and I'd slap her down

What I really wanna know, my baby,
what I really want to say I can't define
Well it's love,
That I need, oh ,
But my soul will have to,
Wait till I get back
and find heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all

I feel the break, Feel the break,
Feel the break and I got to live it up,
Oh, yea huh, well I swear that I
What I really wanna know, baby,
What I really want to say I can't define
That love make it go,
My soul will have to...

What I really wanna say, my baby,
What I really wanna say is I've got mine
And I'll make it, Yes, I'm comin' up

Tell sanchito
that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice to stick that barrel
Straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say
that I got somethin for his punk ass

What I really wanna know, my baby,
What I really wanna say is there's just one,
Way back, and I'll make it, yea,
But my soul will have to wait

(Santeria, Sublime)