You keep what you kill

Driving down south to Kerikeri was beautiful: we took the time to take the scenic coastal route, visiting gazillions of beautiful beaches and inlets. Bliss and joy. KK itself is very nice of course as well, real fruit icecream, need I say more. On a rainy Saturday afternoon we went to Ngawha hot springs, which rocks totally. Basic, ramshackle pools, or rather woodclad holes in the ground with different temperatures between very hot and scorching, after one hour you have a baby's skin again. Amazing. We stayed at the very nice and highly recommendable Kerikeri Farmhostel and the reisebegleitung greatly enjoyed the Kunekune pigs they keep. Before Xmas crazyness took over the whole place we left for Whangarei Heads and that's where the old pedowizard comes in. But more of that tomorrow, I have to and eat one of the best breakfasts of all times now. Just remember: always stay with your arse to the wall when meeting old man with grey beards and pointy hats.

Ahipara, 90 Mile Beach, Northland, New Zealand Did I say it already? Fuck Cathay Pacific. They haven't yet managed to reply to my complaints. Nevermind. Life's too short anyway. Summer in NZ has been great so far! I somehow managed to drive from Auckland to Ahipara on Wednesday although I had not slept at all, but in the morning my digestive system was back to normal, I was hungry like a wolf and the fine Jamaica Blue Cafe at Auckland airport saved my life. Ahipara is great, basically nothing there but beach and waves, so all you need. We stayed at "Endless Summer Lodge", a hostel in an old Kauri house, right on the beach, extreeeeeemely nice location! Room with seaview, waves lulling you to sleep ... . On Thursday we finally made it up to Cape Reinga, after several failed attempts in the past 8 years ... . The trip is well worth it. While the lighthouse itself is just a blood lighthouse and not even an operating one and I don't give a fuck for any esote

I really didn't expect this to happen. We flew from HKG to SYD on Sunday evening. They served dinner shortly after takeoff. So far so good. Food didn't look good, didn't taste good, nothing like the stuff on the first leg. But I was famished and thought, hey, it's airline food after all, not Gordon Ramsay, so I ate it. Big mistake. 90 minutes later I'm starting to feel sick. It was the most horrible flight of my life, I apparently even collapsed in the aisle when I tried to get to the toilet. Cathay, this is called FOOD POISONING and I will get you for this. I somehow made it into Sydney and then basically spent all of Monday in a strange, dreamlike state. After vomitting it all out late in the evening I felt better and could even sleep last night. So today I have started to eat and drink again and am recovering. So for no more vomitting, bowel movements seem to be almost normal. Now sitting in the Qantas lounge, they have huge iMacs and I have plenty of time, so I

Yo. From the city where they think "last Christmas " is a great song. Especially so when it's really hot outside. They have crazy Xmas decorations everywhere, everything displaying fake Arctic themes seems to be cherished by the locals. Well for my part, I'm happy with 25 degrees in December. Went to Hong Kong park, nice place to chill and relax, birds and turtles everywhere. And fake snowmen. Now back to the airport, shower in the lounge and then off to Sydney for even warmer temperatures. :-)

Yeah. So mag ich Winter. 22 grad und sonnig. That's how  it goes. Cathay premium eco was pretty fucking awesome, very comfy and great service. HK is nice, wish you could transplant a little bit of  their service attitude to germany  ... .

Finally got around to finishing this. We drove from Mesa Verde to Monticello, Utah and again, there's nothing to complain about. This is really hard for us Germans, we are brought up to whinge and complain and moan and when we finally end up having a good time we are fucked because that's against our nature. So we start a genocide. No, I did not. The people of Monticello are way too nice for that. Very friendly and helpful staff and the info site and at the motel. We managed to get a room at the only non-chain motel in town and it was worth it. Nice pool. Next morning we took off really early because we wanted to hike into Canyonlands NP as early as possible. Half an hour out of town I realized I didn't have enough cash to pay the entrance fee. So we drove back to Monti, got some cash, and then off to Canyonlands only to find out that we needn't have bothered. Well, nevermind. What a beautiful, beautiful landscape. A-mazing. And harsh. We got lost in the desert and were

Mesa Verde. You can read all about it in Wikipedia, so I'm not going to repeat the obvious. It's fascinating and really, really strange. First of all, it's a rather long drive until you've reached the area where all the action is. There is, of course, a visitor center and you can book a ranger guided tour. So we booked the tour that promised the most excitement in terms of climbing and crawling. But I guess it's all tailored to fat people. There was more safety talk and good advice than steps on the ladder ... . Nevermind, still worth it and I even got to play deputy ranger, yee-ha motherfucker.  I discovered another artifact - no, not Rommel, but Wooster!!! Much more friendly anyway. So we did a couple of hours of hiking and that's really nice, along the side of the cliffs and all, hot and sunny, nice desert flowers, interesting colours ... ... and lizards. I LOVE LIZARDS! Nature Red in Tooth and Claw:

Der Sommerhit überhaupt, meine Nachbarn lieben das Ding schon über alles, da bin ich mir sicher! :-) Kaufen. Laut aufdrehen und Bass!

Tell you what, it's totally hard to judge those distances in the sand dunes. And it's a nice workout, too - three steps back for every step you take. But all the sweat was worth something - I discovered a secret that's going to turn the world of historians upside down: Rommel lives - in Colorado! Here's the proof - old desert fox hiding in his flying saucer under one of those giant dunes ... :  Well, after unearthing this we were in desperate need of some refreshment and I can wholeheartedly recommend Milagros Coffeehouse in Alamosa . I had one of the best iced mochas ever and they had supertasty cinnamon rolls! Go Milagros! We had not really made up our minds how far we wanted to go west, but with all this lovely food and drink we decided to head straight to Mesa Verde. Turns out that the closest village is Mancos, just a couple of clicks from the NP entrance. The accommodation in the park itself was booked out. So we stayed at the Enchanted Mesa Motel , w

Gewundert, warum ich nix zur EM mitzuteilen hatte? Weil mir die ganze Scheiße auf den Sack geht. Um es mal ganz einfach und deutlich zu sagen. Die ganzen Spiele werden nur noch für Heineken, Coca-Cola, Mastercard, Sony und Co ausgetragen  und natürlich die schmierigen Funktionäre. Am Schlimmsten sind die widerlichen, selbstgerechten Schiedsrichter. Insofern: Ich froie mich, wenn Deutschland verliert. Die Froindin froit sich, wenn Balotelli das Shirt auszieht. Und wir alle froien uns, wenn die Spanier so geilen Fußball spielen wie im Finale. Ansonsten höre ich grade Songs men have died for - retro style pur. Aber noch schlimmer als alle oben genannten zusammen sind die Reporter und Kommentatoren. Hier wünsche ich mir wirklich amerikanische Verhältnisse - wie im Kino, nur ohne Ladehemmung. Wie geil wäre das denn, wenn auf einmal einer aufsteht am Strand von Usedom und die Usedomina und Kahn zusammen mit der Internetschlampe dahinmetzelt? Oder wenn Bela Rehty in Kiew von zwei Strichern mi

We did get a pretty cool car. Thank you, Avis. They gave us a brandnew (2 miles on the meter) 2012 Subaru Outback. With Harman Kardon speakers. :-) Buena Vista was nice, right on the foot of the mountains, in the middle of nowhere. Good place to stretch your legs. We stayed for two nights, then got up early and drove south to Great Sand Dunes NP. We stopped by San Luis lake, beautiful panorama but also gazillions of bloodthirsty bugs. You couldn't get out of the car, they would have sucked you dry within seconds. So sand dunes it was. Really strange - you have these giant sand dunes in front of snow capped mountains. But it was absolutely worth it, beautiful scenery and a nice workout. We hiked up the highest dune and I can now totally relate to all those stories of people getting lost in the desert etc. You totally underestimate distances and gradients. And it doesn't really help that you are sinking/slinding back two steps for every step you take. But I liked that. Would be

18.05.: Denver to Buena Vista Accommodation: Best Western Plus Vista Inn. Food: Mother's Bistro; Eddyline Restaurant & Brewery; The Asian Palate We took off early in the morning towards Great Sand Dunes National Park and stopped for a quick look at The Red Rocks Amphitheater. Wow! I would so love to see a live concert there! By the time we had walked to the top a local Muay Thai Gym was just getting ready for a training session - if I lived there I'd do that all the time. So many steps - ouch!  I challenged them all to single combat and beat them up. We then continued sout-west on Hwy 285, a very nice drive. By the time we had joined Hwy 24, we were both hungry, so we did a short detour and stopped at Buena Vista. Well, suffice to say, we liked the setting so much that we decided to stay for two days and hike around in the Collegiate Peaks. Nice. High. Snow. Unfortunately, there was a major bike race on Saturday, so most accommodation was already booked ou

15.05. TXL to DIA Accommodation: Victorian Holiday Chalet B&B, East Colfax Ave, Denver. Food: Naked Pizza; Cook's Fresh Market; The Market at Larimer. The flight from TXL to LHR was delayed again, this time due to bad weather though, so not anybody's fault really. We still managed to make the connection to DIA, even found time to grab some food in the lounge before running to the gate. The flight to DIA was in Premium Eco, the whole thing being a companion voucher/mile redemption ticket. BA's planes are lightyears ahead of Lufthansa but looking at what Korean Air, Cathay Pacific, Air New Zealand etc. have done, they seriously need to modernize their cabin interiors in Eco/Premium Eco. Well, einem geschenkten Gaul usw. We arrived in Denver an hour late, but security and all that worked pretty well and we picked up our car from Avis. They gave us a nice upgrade, a completely fresh Subaru Outback, straight out of the factory. Nice. One of those cars that does ever

We are near the end of our vacation here in the US of A. Currently hanging out in the Admiral's Club Lounge at Denver airport and waiting for our flight. We got a complimentary upgrade to business class, which is very nice of British Airways. Thank You! Now, the past two weeks were really great. I will post a detailed report on the weekend, along with some great photos. We started out in Denver, moved on to Buena Vista, the Great Sand Dunes NP, Mancos/Mesa Verde, Monticello/Canyonlands, Moab/Arches, Montrose/Black Canyon, Glenwood Springs, Rocky Mountain National Park and finished our trip in style, in Boulder. If I had to chose one city to live in in the US, Boulder would be a very likely candidate. Great weather all of the time, no serious injuries. We only got lost in the desert once. :-) I killed five rattlesnakes with my psychic powers and subdued one black bear with a mata leao. Another black bear ran away when I told him that I had a BJJ blue belt, hahaha. The only anima

Obesity. Somehow that's the word that comes to my mind most frequently as we travel through Colorado and Utah. And I read somewhere that Colorado it's supposed to be the «fittest» state ... . Well, amazing. You really have to get up between five and six in the morning, otherwise the trails are no fun and completely overrun. Not that most people would get very far because they are ill equipped and unfit, but they make enough nose to chase all the wildlife away. And most people round here don't seem to know the basic hiking etiquette as well. But it's still great fun, we get up early, enjoy the hikes and views and relax. Another strange thing are the tall ratings. We've done a couple of trails rated 'strenuous' but really don't know for whom they would be strenuous. My grandmother perhaps. But then again, every trail where you have to walk more than hundred yards is strenuous if you weigh four hundred pounds, which is the estimated average weight. We hiked

Today I've wrestled a black bear to the ground and cooked him out. It was tough but I was too strong for the beast in the end.the bear attacked us out of nowhere so the kill was in self defense, I hope I'm not getting into any trouble with the rangers. Yesterday I defeated three rattlesnakes by chopping their heads off with my supreme and extremely secret wing tsun chops. It's a hard knock life out here in the wilderness but really really beautiful. Blogging with a tablet really sucks though so I guess I will provide a more detailed report once I've got access to a proper keyboard.

Yes. Finally. Colorado, here we come! Stay tuned for hot pics of sexy mountain lions, me wrestling grizzlies to the ground etc. etc. Maybe even surfing, harhar.

Ich interessiere mich ja nicht für Politik, weil ich lieber Bier trinke und Fußball gucke. Und an das ganze Demokratiemärchen glaube ich auch schon nicht mehr, seit ich 16 bin. Aber ich wusste schon damals, in den goldenen 90ern, dass der Herzog ein Wanker ist. Und wie immer hatte ich recht. Großartige Idee, einfach die fünfprozenthürde anzuheben. "Hmm, wir kriegen nicht mehr genug Stimmen zusammen, dann eliminieren wir einfach die Konkurrenz, bis es wieder passt." Und die Umverteilung in Richtung Banken kann weitergehen. Herr Herzog, warum so schüchtern? Es gibt ausreichend Arbeitslose, die steckt man in eine schicke Uniform und lässt sie ein bisschen prügeln und morden, dann geht das schneller. So hat es doch schon das große Vorbild damals gemacht. Drecksfaschist, geh sterben.

Having seen and experienced D.C. traffic firsthand now I really do believe that Jack Bauer is a superhero after all. Not even Optimus Prime could have covered the distances in the last season of 24 any faster. Other than that: Americans are strange creatures. ;-) But mostly harmless. ;-)) I was staying at "The W Washington D.C." hotel last week, which is right across the street from the White House. When I got back from the conference on Monday night I had to pass several secret service checkpoints to get into my room - I found out later that Monsieur Obama was holding two campaign events in the hotel. But I didn't see any hookers around. To give credit to the Secret Service guys professionality, they did not even blink when I asked them about where the girls are. They didn't smile either. *g* The hotel had a German guy on duty - tall, with one of those cables growing out of the ear - that felt totally like Die Hard, part two. But nobody got hurt I guess. Die Ko

Wenn Thomas Schaaf Ned Stark ist, wer ist dann Jaime Lannister bei Werder? Das sind die beiden großen Fragen: Stimmt die Prämisse im ersten Halbsatz? Und wenn ja, wer muss weg? Anders formuliert: Ich glaube noch nicht mal, das man unbedingt alle rausschmeißen muss bei Werder. Aber wie in jeder Firma braucht man regelmäßig frisches Blut und das ist bei uns seit Jahren nicht passiert. Weder im Schreibtisch- noch im Trainingsplatzbereich. Auch die Jugendmannschaften werden von Ex-Profis trainiert. Das ist zwar einerseits toll wg. Identifikation etc., aber wenigstens an ein paar Stellen ist dringend auch mal ein Outsider von Nöten. Schon komisch irgendwie, das weiß jedes kleine Unternehmen und so ein Multimillioneneuroding wie Werder macht Personalpolitik wie aus dem vorletzten Jahrhundert. Konkret was ich fordere: Einen neuen Mann im Trainerstab von einem externen Club, vorzugsweise einem mit moderner Spielweise. Zwei solche Leute im Nachwuchsbereich, idealerweise einen davon in der U23

Um es mal mit dem großen französischen Philosophen Didier Deschamps zu sagen. Irgendwie wird man langsam müde, über den Verein zu schreiben. Und tut es trotzdem. Das Archiv des Blogs dient als Beweis, dass die im Folgenden angebrachte Kritik nicht bloß auf Grund des aktuellen Misserfolgs geäußert wird - leider wurden dieselben Punkte alle auch schon zu erfolgreicheren Zeiten angebracht. Das ist ja das eigentlich schlimme. Fassen wir es aber mal kurz zusammen: Schaaf muss weg. Oder er braucht eine neues (Co-)Trainerteam.  Die medizinische Abteilung sowie der komplette Stab an Physios, Konditrainern etc. muss weg. Jetzt zu den Argumenten. Zu (2): Wie kann es sein, dass es ständig soviele Muskelverletzungen auftreten? Ich durfte letztens mal wieder bei einem Livespiel das Warm-Up von Werder beobachten - da macht jede Kreisligamannschaft mehr, da wundert mich nichts mehr. Werder hat nun seit Jahren diese Verletzungsproblematik. Und deshalb kann man auch nicht mehr von "Pe

The Medizinische Abteilung strikes back! Wiese mit Jochbeinbruch und Bargfrede mit - genau - Muskelfaserriss. Da hatte man schon gedacht, wenigstens das sei besser geworden, aber nun brechen wieder alle Dämme. Morgen gibt es dann wohl 8 Stück beim BVB. Da froi ick mir ja schon ein Loch in den Bauch. Und der Kloppo froit sich schon seit Wochen auf das Spiel gegen die dümmste Mannschaft der Liga.

Letztes Wochenende habe ich das wahrscheinlich schlechteste Spiel aller Zeiten gesehen. Grausam. Man sitzt in dem widerlichen Nazi-Olympiastadion, friert sich zu Tode und dann sowas. Das traurige: Hertha war so schlecht, habe selten eine schlechtere Bundesligamannschaft gesehen. Aber für uns hats halt gereicht. Fucked up. Und wer hat mal wieder seine taktische Unterlegenheit demonstriert? Richtig. Bei Hertha hat man schon beim Einlaufen gesehen, dass die total verunsichert sind, das war sogar von meinem Platz unterm Dach doitlich zu erkennen an der Körpersprache. Und die ersten 20-30 Minuten war das dann auch auf dem Platz sichtbar. Und was macht Werder? Anstatt aggressiv zu pressen, die unter Druck zu setzen und das auszunutzen wird das Tempo verschleppt und Schlafwagenfußball gespielt. Immer noch mal auf den Ball treten, sich drehen, warten, bis alles zugestellt ist. Die Flanken meistens aus dem Halbfeld, grottig schlecht. Rosenberg mit Hackentrick statt am Spiel teilzunehmen, das wa

Had to abort vacation last week and return to Germany. Back in bloody Berlin. Cold. Dirty.

The last two days pretty much sum up what NZ is all about: Yesterday it was raining cats and dogs in the morning, billions of liters of water pouring from the sky. Two hours later, shortly before lunchtime, it clears up all of a sudden for a perfectly warm and sunny day. Cathedral Cove at its best. :-) Unfortunately I hurt my left middle finger so no more surf action for the next days. :-( Today a similar picture: Cloudy in the morning, forecast said rains and thunderstorm - we got blue sky and sunshine all day. We went to the Lost Spring in Whitianga  in the afternoon - brilliant. A number of outdoor thermal pools in a "junglestyle" environment, perfect relaxation. You can fart under water and nobody will notice. :-) :-) :-) Lovely. Now I have to catch the sunset at Hahei Beach, be back later. Two words of advice before I go: We cannot  recommend "The Grange" restaurant at Hahei Beach, overpriced uninspired cuisine. And I would also not really recommend "

1:1 gegen Hoppenheim und den babbelnden Markus. Das ist widerlich. Dieser Verein kriegt nichts mehr hin. Jetzt ist man endlich endlich endlich Fehleinkauf Wesley los, auch der Verleih von Wagner und Verkauf von Wolf war smart, aber weiterhin nur Luschen. Ekici ein Totalausfall, Junuzuvic wird der nächste Ösi-Reinfall. Vor allem weiterhin kein defensiver Mittelfeldspieler. Igjnovski und Bargfrede können rennen und grätschen, aber das reicht doch schon seit zehn Jahren nicht mehr. Frank Baumann sage ich nur! Wieso kriegen die es seit vier Jahren nicht gebacken, auf dieser zentralen Position jemanden zu holen? Den berühmten modernen "6er" oder/und "8er"? Das macht mich angry. Und die anderen lassen dauernd Punkte, mit Siegen gegen Lautern, Hoppenheim und Freiburg wäre man jetzt wieder auf CL-Kurs. Ich fasse es nicht. Hauptsache TS spielt stur seine Raute.

So stellt sich die Lage am Samstag abend gegen halb neun Ortszeit dar. This is definitely one of the nicest spots in all NZ. I want to live here. First things first though. Leaving Gizzy was quite hard - it is a really nice spot as well, beautiful beaches, good food, nice people, nice landscape etc etc etc. But the hardest part was the traditional farewell ceremony I have to endure each time I'm leaving town. I had to kiss babies for nearly an hour, working my way through the throng of women, so great was their desire to receive a blessing from the tanmaster ... and I was wondering how many of those kids were mine actually. Nevermind, I have a duty to fulfill and the people of New Zealand have a right to be visited by me so I have to be careful not too linger to long in any town. We drove from Gisborne to Opotiki via SH2 and the Waioeka Gorge. Scenic Drive! Nuff said! We did a little detour though to Motu Falls and walked through the beautiful bush/forest in the Whinray Reserve.

I'm going to write more ... later. Have to go eat first. But meanwhile, a photo of the one and only tanmaster mastering the waves of Wainui Beach.

Während ich ja eigentlich alles esse, was nach ordentlich Zucker aussieht, braucht der Chef eigentlich täglich mindestens ein gutes Muffin. Das war bisher kein Problem, aber in den letzten Tagen ist ein Muffinnotstand eingetreten. Es gibt einigermaßen viele Backwaren, sogar einige Muffins, aber wer mag schon Bananenmuffins oder Mohrrübenmuffins? Der sehr leckere Frischkäse-und-Schinken-Muffin war auch mehr was für mich. Ich hoffe, das sich diese missliche Situation noch bessert, sonst leidet die Urlaubslaune doch sehr....

Arrived at Wainui Beach, Gisborne today. They had somehow lost my booking so I got a better room for the old price instead. Nice! Right on the beach too. Lots of briliant left-hand breaks here, rolling in. And a completely deserted beach as well. I can't believe my luck. Of course, the moment I took off my shirt and set my longboard down on the sand (what kind of allegory is that now?) people started fighting over the best spots to watch the tanmaster wax his board. Guess I will be quite busy teaching the locals some new tricks over the next three days. I'll post some pictures tomorrow. We've spent two days in Napier before, in a very nice and highly recommendable B&B called "The Green House on the Hill". One of the nicest places I've ever stayed at. And definitely the best mattress! :-) The reisebegleitung liked all the Art Deco stuff, I still find it depressing after 10 minutes or so. But then I'm an ignorant idiot anyway. Another recommendation: D

... ist Icecream vom Feinsten in ordentlichen Mengen! Der Chef ist mit dem bisherigen Tag wohl ganz zufrieden!

Es wäre auch zu schön gewesen, wenn WB mal ordentlich gespielt hätte. Jetzt muß ich den ganzen Tag Muffins und Erdbeeren beschaffen, damit die Laune vom Tanmaster halbwegs passt.......

WTF??? 2:2 in Freiburg? Ich hab keinen Bock mehr. Die haben Jendrisek im Sturm, wie kann man da zwei Tore kriegen. Das geht ja echt super los. Unentschieden gegen die Monsterteams Lautern und Freibuirg sowie verunsicherte Leverkusener. Wir haben halt einen Weltklassetrainer, der dafür sorgt, dass die Mannschaft hellwach und konzentriert ist, harharhar. Das macht mich wütend. Ich werde zur Strafe heute Napier in die Luft sprengen. Ich war gestern abend indisch essen und produziere seit einigen Stunden entsprechende Stoffe. You know what? I'm going to the beach right now. Fuck the Bremer Abwehr. Fuck Hoffenheim, ohne Pizarro haben wir eh keine Chance gegen die.

But warm. And not real rain. Just a drizzle. It's gonna clear up any minute. ANY MINUTE. I'm sure. Everybody's sure of that. Has been sure for the past three days. The only thing I'm sure of is that it will indeed clean up after we've left tomorrow and that the clouds will follow me to Napier. Because they too love me. I'm a raingod after all. Since I'm so incredibly butch and such a great manly bloke I did not let the rain keep me from exploring the mountain. Didn't go up to the top because that would have been stupid. The forest is truly amazing! Brings out all the hippie genes in me. But only for a millisecond. Gotta finish up now, have to clean my rifle and go rabbit and possum hunting. Kill a couple of God's creatures, just for fun.

One of the nicest thing of each holiday is always then first night's sleep. Having ruined my back and neck (is this cockney for what?) in 646 hours of economy seats, it is so fucking blissful to fall into bed and sleep for twleve hours straight. It's even better to wake up to brilliant sunlight and the sound of waves rolling ashore. For we are in Plimmerton, in one of the nicest hostels in NZ, Moana Lodge. And we do have a room with seaview. Yeah, how about that. I heard there's snow and ice in Germany. :-) :-) :-) Well, Wellington is windy as usual, but a perfect day today. We went to Otari-Wilson's Bush and stretched our legs a bit. On the way back I bought a shirt at a hunting and fishing store, this will raise my already overwhelming levels of testosterone even more. Wellington Police had their hands full keeping the crowds at bay and I had to sign shirts and posters (and breasts) for nearly two hours. Exhausting but worth it - you have to be there for your fans!

Beach. Sunshine. Finally.You gotta admire Korean Air for their new econonmy class. We had the pleasure of flying in a newly fitted plane - excellent! I know some airlines that don't reach the same standard in business ... . Fighting the jetlag! Have to stay awake for another hour or so ... .

Jetzt gehts los. All I have to do is a) get over the pain of separation from Wooster and b) pack my pack. I WANT TO TAKE MY DOG! I'm gonna smuggle him in my backpack. aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Und es ist noch nicht mal die Schuld von Allofs oder Schaaf. Today: TXL -> FRA, then FRA -> INC. Then some delicious Korean food before INC -> AKL -> WEL, arriving Sunday morning local time.

Jetzt hätte ich fast geschrieben "Robert Hartmann, bitte mach den Rafati". Mache ich aber natürlich nicht. Ich wüsste gerne, was der Typ von den freundlichen kroatischen Wettzuhältern bekommen hat für seine Leistung gestern. Kouemaha - das war a) rote Karte, b) Elfer und c) unglaublich, dass er auch noch weiterspielen lässt, als das Blut schon geysirmäßig aus Prödl raussprudelt. What the hell, kennt man ja inzwischen, dass fast nur noch Luschen pfeifen. Auch ein Grund, dass Fußball von Saison zu Saison weniger Spaß macht: Diese widerlichen Wichtigtuer, inklusive des besonders widerlichen "4. Offiziellen". Ich will sie alle töten. Auch egal. KA mistet den Kader aus, finde ich gut. Würde ich im Fußball-Manager auch machen. Wenn man für Wolf noch Kohle bekommt, umso besser. Auch wenn er der einzige wäre, der so ein Foul wie das von Kouemaha auf dem Platz rächen würde. Ich meine, den Typen muss man doch ein paar Minuten später ins Krankenhaus treten, aus Versehen natü