Juneteenth Euros Jubilee!

That’s right, White Devils!  You done been CANCELLED.  Lord knows, your weirdo wingnut uncle needed sommet else to bitch about next Thanksgiving.

Anyway, nothing celebrates black power like the European Euros!  A good 2/3 (which is MOAR than 3/5 ,, ppl forget that) of the squadrons think it’s bad to be raycess!!

Hungary v. France – in Budapest (9:00, ESPN)

Remember that part about thinking racism is bad?  Let’s just say the Hungarians – like most of Central/Eastern Europe – ain’t get the memo.  Fortunately, just as racist, fascist, and backwards as they are – perhaps even shitter at the footy.  Frogs are gonna pound them like a veal.  Even if they play their walk-ons white guys.

Portugal v. Germany – in Munchen (Noon, ESPN)

Good thing they have home pitch advantage.  If Round 1 is any indicator, they gonna need it.  Realistically, the Krauts will be playing for a point here, with Hungary up next.  Should the Fightin’ Ronaldos win, what a treat that dead rubber match against France will be.  Stupid format.

Spain v. Poland – in Sevilla (3:00, ABC)

Looky-loo, a Lesser Footy match with no Murrikans involved on teh broadcast teevee!  No doubt, Poland is competitive with Hung Gary on the Das Raycess! table, but of late – they’ve been MOAR about terrifying violence against homosexuals.  The world is a shitty, shitty place.  Don’t you forget it, or kid yourselves into thinking it’s just US of A.

As for the banner pic?  That relates to the unholy abomination that is the Everton Board actually, seriously considering Fat Kopite Cunt Rafa Benitez for its managerial opening.  Seriously, the Bitter Blue 3/4 of Merseyside is absolutely awash in fury.  Negative manager who plays shit football?  Check.  History of mocking/belittling Everton Football Club?  Check.  Fucked off to China, and sucked ass there?  Oh, that’s a check.  Really, it’s like a game of Moron Chicken between Everton/Moshiri and Spurs/Levy, seeing who can wade deepest in the cesspool of their own stupidity.

At least no FINAL decision has been made, at least as of Hippo’ Friday night bedtime.  Which means that I at least didn’t get the Unhappiest of Birthdays for me 48th.

Also, I make no reporting of Los Sudamericano Euros, as the level of play has been shockingly bad.  The combination of rampant #NuAIDS and the complete lack of fans has been TOO MUCH, MAN!