"You cowardly Swede!"

When Sweden are playing England in the European championships in football there are few things that I need to keep in mind.
1) My English friends assume I cheer for Sweden.
2) When Sweden wins I realise I did secretly cheer for them.
3) The bed is now "English territory" and I'm not welcome there.

During this championship I've also realised something else. It's incredibly hard for me to describe which country I cheer for. I mean, I'd love for Denmark to win, but wouldn't it be fun if the Republic of Ireland won? (Of course, they won't now since they're technically out, but still.) I don't cheer for Sweden, mostly because it is Sweden, but if we should win then I'm super excited. (I almost got beaten up by my friends in 2002 for not cheering for Sweden.) I don't mind if Germany wins because they're playing like a well-oiled machine and they're very fun to watch. Nor do I mind if Poland or Ukraine win. Hrm, maybe it'd be easier to say that I don't want England, France or Spain to win. Then again, I like Spain, technically. Always have done. Hrm.

To clearify this: I've been a supporter of Holland since 2000. (That's 12 years in case you can't count.) In the beginning it was because they had some really cute players, now I suspect it's mainly because they play in orange. It's such an underestimated colour, orange. 

I guess it's fair to say that I like the teams who don't have a bunch of over-payed pansies playing. The teams who understand that it's not a one-man-show, it's actually a team sport and it needs a team effort. Break them down and shape them into pieces of lego. Make them into one, mold them. Give them some cake and make them relax and I promise you that if you won't win, well then at least you had some nice cake.