All Hail!

We, who cheer for Sao Paulo, should hail for a perfect match against a great team.

Yesterday, Tricolor Paulista (Sao Paulo's nickname), won against Universidad de Chile in the Sulamericana Cup, with a score of 5X0, with gols from Jadson (2), Lucas ("cow" drible, and cross shot), Luis Fabiano (power shot ), and Rafael Toloi (Foul from a long distance, and a perfect strong straight shot that hit the angle!). Aggregated score (score from both games): 7X0 (0X2 in Chile and 5X0 in Pacaembu).


First: Jadson
Second: Lucas
Third: Luis Fabiano
Fourth: Rafael Toloi
Fifth: Jadson

It was such a shame this 5X0 wasn't in Morumbi, but we managed to receive R$3 million for Lady Gaga's show. With this money, we don't have to bother paying yellow cards (in this cup, every yellow card is a fine of $100).

As Sao Paulo passed the quarter finals, it will decide the semi finals against Gremio (BRA) or Universidad do Chile (CHI), depending on Gremio winning or losing against Millionarios from Colombia.

The CONMEBOL (The South American Soccer Federation) has a rule: there can't be two teams deciding the finals, either in the South American Cup or in Libertadores Cup, so they have to decide the semi finals before (if there are three teams from same country deciding semi finals it it an exception). The problem is that Sao Paulo didn't win against Gremio before in the Brazilian National League, and it would be even more difficult for Tricolor to face the other Tricolor (Gremio, Sao Paulo and Fluminense from Rio de Janeiro are the three main "Tricolores" from Brazil). I'm gonna cheer for Millionarios since i'm a baby in the game!

If Millionarios pass, Tricolor won't face them, but Universidad do Chile. Millionarios will face Tigre form Argentina. And they're very easy to pass through. The three of them! Hahahahahahaha!!!

It will be the first time Sao Paulo decides a final in this tournament. It will be awesome!!!

Congrats for our team, and good luck in the cup!

The Band of Bands!

Hi again! I'm writing today to talk about my favorite band of all times:

NICKELBACK!!!

This band is the band of bands for me. It also means a lot to me, because their songs were the first ones that I managed to memorize the lyrics. I remember when I was like 5 years old, and their songs were playing on the radio. I didn't let anyone change the station, and when it finished, I was with my heart beating as fast as the car was running down the street. It's a song in which your head goes to another place. Your body is there, but your soul is with them. I feel the emotion of the music filling me, and everytime I start hearing one song, I hear it like 100 times, before going to another song.
Just so you can manage to keep my pace: They're a Canadian band, formed in Hanna in the year of 1995. Their singer: Chad Kroger, bassist: his brother Mike Kroeger, drummer: their cousin Brandon Kroeger, and Ryan Peake as the guitarist.

The name was based on Mike's job. He was a cashier in Starbucks. He used to say, "Here's your nickel back", and then came the idea to use this as the band's name.

Since then, they have sold 50 million copies in the whole world. Do you know what's 50 million copies? They're freakin awesome! They were the only band to stay 102 weeks inside the World Top 10, according to Billboard, and had the most sold album of the 21st century, with over 15 million copies solds!!!

But every band has its problems, and Nickelback was'nt different. In the beginning, Brandon recorded only one album, and was later substituted by Mitch Guindon. Mitch stayed a few months, and in 1997 was substituted by Ryan "Vik" Vikedal, who stayed in the band until 2005. He was substituted by Daniel Adair, who stays in the band until today. From that year on, they didn't record any more albuns, until 2008, when they returned with the heavy Dark Horse Album.

So if you're waiting for that inspiring band that hasn't appeared yet, go after Nickelback. As they say, "Time is going by, so you have to live like if today was your last day. Don't wait for somebody, go and get he or she yourself".

SPFC site

If you want to know more about my soccer team, go to this site:

http://globoesporte.globo.com/futebol/times/sao-paulo/

I would get a dictionary, 'cause it's all in Portuguese.
If you want me to translate it, pass the parts to me and I'll give a response.

Thank U!!

The official SPFC site is http://saopaulofc.net/, but it's all in Portuguese, so get up to get a dictionary.

Soccer isn't all it matters

My soccer team isn't the only thing that matters in this blog. Here you'll see songs (w/ lyrics), pics, videos, and others. Like this song in particular:




Did you like it, didn't you? Post some comments, give me suggestions!

A Story for You

Hello every1! I wrote a fairy tale story, and I would like you to read it 'til the end. Sit, relax, read and enjoy!

Elfemism

"Oh my god!  What the... What happened? Oh, thank god it was only a dream. It looked so… real…”, I said after a long night’s sleep. For luck I still remember my dream, and it was magical. It started like this:

I was walking down the street when, suddenly, I started hearing voices coming down from the sewers, and after that, a hole appeared on the sidewalk. I think no one could see it, because people were walking normally, without even noticing it. I am certain that it was the Fog’s work, a magical substance that encloses an abnormal scene and makes everyone else think it’s a daily scene. Anyway, when I went down in a sort of cave, for my surprise, there were little magical elves that wanted my help in other ages of time. The one that looked like the boss, you know, like a squared-face with midnight shaving, serious-looking, and red eyes from working so hard, came to me and said.

“Hello human. My name is Uthag, and we need your help with some tasks of the past and the future. Will you help us?”. I thought about it for a time, and I finally decided.

“I will help you, for sure, but you’ll have to promise me that you’ll build a statue for me. Do we have a deal?”, and with that high irritating tone of voice he said, “If we have a deal? Of course we have a deal! It will be a pleasure to build a statue for our savior”.

As soon as Uthag said that, a large metal door, full of locks and gears that were releasing gases, appeared next to the passageway that led to a past age. The passageway was sort of a spectral vision of the medieval times. I was really afraid of going there, because I knew many stories about kings, warriors, princesses, dancing frogs, fairies, dwarves, monsters, vikings, etc. I didn’t know how to deal with that reality, and what I was seeing was nothing compared to what I used to read as a child.

I was barely dealing with the meeting with the elves. They were all whispering in that high tone of voice, and I couldn’t stand the smell of the sewers anymore. It was like feta cheese mixed with raw yogurt and wet dogs. I had to decide: to go and try to kill and be killed, or to stay and die with that smell, because there was no way back.

“OK, but... what am I supposed to do there?”, I asked, pointing to the spectral vision. “Nothing special. Just kill a dragon, get his head, duel a warrior and win, invade a castle, climb up three stairs, and go to the next age”, “What about the dragon skin? What do I do with it?”, “Don’t worry”, said Uthag, “As soon as you pass to the ice age the skin will come to us”. I couldn’t believe it! After killing a dragon and a warrior, I would have to invade a castle full of guards and then go to a cold desert, where I should probably die of cold. I started to think this deal was a bad thing, but then he said something that relieved me, “Oh, I almost forgot. You will need an armor and a sword. But be careful, it’s not a normal equipment. It’s made of the most pure dragon metal, a metal so powerful that can only be worn by the most pure person. After you’ve killed the dragon, and passed through the portal, your armor will be swapped for a fur and snow boots. Good luck adventurer”.

After that they just pushed me into that portal, and as soon as I stepped on the flower-smelling grass, my body was covered by a red-metallic dragon-shaped armor. It reminded me of the game I used to play. It was awesome to get some protection.

The strangest of all in that place is that when I got there people started talking in Portuguese with me. That place looked a lot like a viking kingdom, and I could see fairies flying, dwarves were holding their axes, and there were even vikings too. There were people eating, people fighting, and people getting very very drunk. I was holding still and looking that with my eyes glowing, then ,suddenly, the viking-boss came to me and said (I'm gonna translate).

“Adventurer, thou shalt help us, for the Mesopotamians are attacking with a red dragon, just like thy armor”, and he said that with a very gravely voice. He looked like a drunk man, with a beard full of food, a very long and ginger hair, and he was very high (in both ways). While he was saying that, the wind was blowing very fast, and his hair was in my face. Then a dragon came in scene and was breathing fire everywhere. I would guess my armor was fire-proof, before he breathed on me. I was looking like a huge charcoal, but as soon as the armor broke up, I was covered by another one, this time black. It was very difficult to attack that dragon, because I would say he was 10 feet high, and was very long, like 30-40 ft.

“Ok”, I thought “Let’s do this”. I wasn’t very lucky that day, and, as soon as I first attacked him, he got me with his paw and threw me 90 ft backwards. I groaned and opened my eyes, but the vision wasn’t the best one. The dragon was eating people and throwing out some. That was my chance to attack him. I got from behind, because he couldn’t see me, and cut off his tail. He shouted of pain and tried to get me again, but he couldn’t reach me. I was on his back, and his arms weren’t so long. When I got to his head, I stuck the sword in his right eye, and when I took it off, the dragon’s eye released a green liquid that smelled like puke, and the dragon vanished. Just the head stood there... watching me...

When I got the head I remembered the elf saying I head to invade a castle and enter the king’s room to get to the next age. Ok, sounds easy enough.

God, am I going to “easy enough” again. I hadn’t even enter the territory, the archers started attacking me. I’m lucky it was a dream; the arrows passed straight through me, but none of them hit me. I passed through the bridge and the guards came in my way. I was thinking, “Come at me bro!”. They just attacked, and stabbed, and chopped me, but I was immune to their swords. One hit K.O., annnnnnnnnnnnd... They’re gone.

Two flights of stairs, one grand hallway, and a door. Three obstacles and I was in. Just kidding. I had to duel a warrior before getting there, and I was sure he would be upstairs... And he was.

He was wearing a shining golden armor with a white cape, and wielding a longsword full of diamonds. Well, I don’t care if he’s made of gold, I totally kicked his ass. First I stabbed him on the front, then on his back. When he went dizzy, I chopped his head off. After that, I went through the spectral passage.

When I got to the Ice Age, my armor changed into a full-covered fur cloth, and my sword turned into an axe. It was awesome... Until the moment that a T-Rex saw me. He stared at me with that big lightened eyes, and waved his tiny little hands in the air. I was doomed...

First he tried to bite me, then he ran after me like my father needing to use the toilet. I had to run like me going to the toilet, and... Wait a minute... There are no T-Rexes in the Ice Age... Oh, yeah. It was only a dream. Continuing...

The view was totally different from the Viking Kingdom. All was white, with nothing but caves and dead trees. There were only a few men inside the caves, all dressed up with nothing but a loincloth. They looked like apes dressed with a yellow cloth full of spots. When I was about to quit, and let the T-Rex eat me, the spectral vision appeared again, and Uthag said that I should get one of the cavemen clothes, then he would let me get out of there. That dinosaur  was almost biting me when, of a sudden, an arrow hit his foot and he screamed of pain. I entered the cave, got the cloth, and went away.

I was travelling through time when Uthag appeared again.

“Human, we’re sending you to the last stage of your journey: the Futuristic Era. You’ll hav to look for a guy called Charles Coppenhein Hopkins, the CEO of the biggest company in the world: Dynamic Inc. Bring his head for us, as he wanted ours for his researches. Good luck human”.

I was kind of dizzy when I arrived there, but then the blur started becoming an image. An image of the future. Cars flying at night, robots helping old men to cross the... Air? There were sentinels guarding banks and police stations, and when I saw that enormous, round-shaped building written “Dynamic Incorporated”, I realized that my journey was almost in the end.

The problem was that the security there was heavy, and it was nearly impossible to get to the top of that building. Uthag was smart, and gave me a railgun and a stun-machine gun.

I gave the first shot and waited for the other sentinels to come at me. I hid behind a car until the sentinels were altogether. I had a grenade too, so I got it and threw at them. After the “Buuuum!”, I took a look to see if there were any survivors, but there were no signs of that scary-looking-2,5ft.-high-steel-made robots, but these were only the ones on the streets. I had to battle the others until the top.

I entered the building, but no signs of robots. I wasn’t dumb or anything like that, so I made my way to the top by elevator. Could anyone imagine that the sentinels were only grouped on the last floor, right next to Hopkins’s door? What dumb pieces of steel they were. I took my machine gun from my back and started shooting, killing every little robot in the room. Now all I had to do was to kill Hopkins. I kicked his door, and he was under his desk, waiting for me.

“Charles Coppenheim Hopkins, I’m here for your head.”

“You don’t have to worry. Someone’s head will certainly roll tonight.”

He started shooting me with a heavy machine gun, and it was ,certainly, not good for me. I hid myself fast behind the door, and waited him to reload, so I could get a space to shoot him. The problem was: he didn’t have to reload, because he had tons of ammo. I would have to get a shield or something, but that wouldn’t stand that gun’s strength. It was so strong, that even a bullet-proof car would explode with it. I was done, but then something happened. His gun became jammed, and then I started shooting him. I got my knife and took out that head from the little fatty body. Now I would have to stand the smell of his mouth and his face. Oh, that goat-bearded face, with the glasses and ponytail.

I was victorious, but then the head teleported itself and I was alone in that room. On the 165th floor.

A few hours had passed and Uthag finally came to me and teleported me back.

I was back in the sewers, and this time it looked like hell was broke loose. Everything was out of control, and the supervisor was the only survivor. He said to me, “Oh great human, what, in the world of Jellisys, have we done? You got the dragon skin from the Viking Kingdom, the loincloth from the Ice Age, and Hopkins’s head, but all they did was making him more furious!”.

“Who did you make more furious?”

“The almighty Grand Elf! He’s the one that used to take care of us, the one that ruled Jellisys, and the one that had gone nuts, due to an overwhelming number of tasks he had to do. We’ve kept him inside this cryogenic capsule, until the day that we would have the cure to his mental problems. The seer told us that we would have to gather a dragon head from a Viking Kingdom located in Brazil, and a loincloth from a caveman in the Ice Age. These two ingredients only made the Grand Elf more furious, and now there’s nothing that can stop him.”, and as soon as said that, on his knees, crying and begging to his God for forgiveness, he vanished, and I screamed, “Noooooooooooooo!!!”. The Grand Elf was very tall, like 3 ft. high and very strong. He also had a very long beard, and was wearing a red hat too. His face was peculiar. His eyes were empty, as if he was blind or something; he had wrinkles, as if he was 200 years old; and his hair and beard were shining, as if he was a god or a divine creature. I had nothing with me. Not even a sword, but he had an axenjust as long as me. He made the movement of slashing and... “Oh my god! What the... What happened...”.

I was lucky it was only a dream.

I woke up, ate my breakfast, and went out to buy some Snickers, and when I was walking down the street, I heard voices coming from the sewers.

“Hell no. Not again!”.






Now tell me. Did you like it? Didn't you? If you did, great! If you didn't, then I don't care! Hahahahaha!!!
Wriite me what you did like! Write me why didn't you like it!
Write me suggestions, and I promise I will take a look at them, and ignore them all. Just kidding! I will read and try to improve. Any suggestions (if good ones) will be added to the story. Thank you for your time, and I hope you enjoyed it (as much as I did writing it).

FIFA Clubs' World Cup 2005

2 hours of pure wonders! Sao Paulo 1X0 Liverpool FC!!! The game of the century!
Sit, relax, and enjoy...

Special Surprise

For all my friends that cheer for Corinthians, Palmeiras and Santos. This is a special surprise for you all! Hahaha!!! #VaiTricolor