Switzerland: first to see the opening match with the strategic thought was favored Czech Republic merry band of shepherds, herders with lots of cow bells around the neck after watching the match I are convinced that I have in front of a merry band of herdsmen but cowboys and cow bells without at least running. 
That commitment, I decided to support the Lords Rezzonico with all my moral support. eliminated in the first round.
Still of the A group was waiting in glory
Portugal
I must frankly admit that I was fascinated by the last European, who lost against the scale of Greece, combining this with my admiration for Scolari (Indeed diminished after the announcement of the contract with Chelsea) and Ronaldo (technical admiration, because he is a Moroccan tremendous, in my heart the true 
Ronaldo is always the eager, well known as Leo), I'd gladly between predicted Favorites. also why, after playing the last two races without a point worthy of the name, I was certain that understood the fatal error, would have an easy life, the rest in 10 have reached a European final and a semifinal world.
Ronaldo is always the eager, well known as Leo), I'd gladly between predicted Favorites. also why, after playing the last two races without a point worthy of the name, I was certain that understood the fatal error, would have an easy life, the rest in 10 have reached a European final and a semifinal world. Eliminated in the quarter against the Germans pots. Still playing without a touch worthy of the name (playing with Nuno Gomes, who is perhaps worse).
Also in Group A my other great sympathy, which is the
Turkey. be because you've never won a bat (not more than the 2002 World Cup semi-finalists) will be the most beautiful because it does not even touch a fishing rod or maybe because kebabbari are great, have always inspired me a natural sympathy.
Then after seeing him win the previous 3 games when other teams were already in the shower (to 47 'st with Switzerland, at 44' st with the Czech Republic and 18 'del st supplemetare with Croatia), I also thought they had their ass.
Eliminated in the semifinals again by the Germans pots, ironically, by a score troubles to '44' st.
Finally, special mention goes to '
Italy, my national, who honored the title of world champion with a round in which he took a whirlwind of blows from the Netherlands, found liable of a statue marble for Buffon (and mortgages) against Romania and France won against a pensioner, in 10 and without his best man (Ribery).
After the lesson straight English football for the first 90 ', I still thought there was a bit' of Berlin's ass in the air. the ass but it was there in Madrid ..
Now I wonder what they are willing to pay for my party colleagues for me to take the card of the PDL in view of the next administration?
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