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18

Aug

trexbqs said: read your We Will Never Grow Old make me sooo nervous and happy :) great story. thank you for writing and sharing with us.

Thank you :) I am so happy you like it :) it means a lot. Watch out for the next part!

16

Aug

Yeeeeey :D

Yeeeeey :D

We Will Never Grow Old, chapter 11

Chapter 11 A Call

So, here I was, back home at my place and literally locked in front of the tv. I had soda, my favourite pizza with my favourite topping French fries (I know that it sounds weird but give it a try! I think you would really like it) and some wine. I don’t want you to think that I’m eating all of this just because of Julian! I’m just really hungry and tired (after a long day at the school and after that at a lecture all teachers had to go to) and Germany was about to play their first game of this World Cup, so I wanted it to be a little bit special.
I stretched out on the sofa, kicking of my high heels. I sighed of relief as the small hurting feeling in my heels disappeared.
I quickly changed into something more comfy and pulled together the curtains (even though it was late here and it was beginning to get dark outside). I wonder idly what the time in Brazil could be?
I shrugged my shoulders and switched on the tv. My cat jumped up into my lap as the game was about to start.
“Go Germany, right?” I mumbled to my cat. “Why am I talking to you? It’s not like you’re going to answer me.” I sounded like a crazy cat lady.
The match son began and I felt a little but disappointed that Julian wasn’t in the starting line-up.
“That Jogi Löw simply doesn’t know how to put up a proper starting line-up” I mumbled to myself.
Germany was, apparently, in the same group as Portugal (which they were playing against now), Ghana and the United States. Sounded like a fair and square group to me.
The game kicked off and I quite enjoyed myself actually and we barley had to wait before the score was 1-0 to Germany.
“Yes!” I high fived myself and continued to watch the game and eat.
Suddenly, my cellphone called when Müller had just made it 2-0.
I sighed and rolled my eyes before I answered it. “Hello, this is Greta Norr-“
“Hi Greta, it’s Jens.”
Oh! “Oh, Jens, hi! How are you?”
“I’m perfectly fine. Greta, how are you?”
“A little bit tired after work. Too bad it’s only Monday and not Friday.”
Jens laughed and I could hear the match in the background and saw how the referee blew his whistle to announce that the first half was over.
“So, I hear you’re watching the game too?”
“Yes, I have to. It’s Germany-Portugal and we couldn’t have had a better start than this.”
“It’s a good start, yes.” I nodded and turned the volume down a little bit. “So, what’s on your heart then?”
“I like how you say that” Jens said and it weirdly made me blush. “Well, I was calling you to ask two things.”
“Really?”
“Yes but I think I kind of got the answer to my first one really.”
I raised my eyebrows, even though he wasn’t here. “What?”
“You’re watching the game too.”
I laughed for myself. “Wow, you must be a fortune teller!”
“I can zeee zeee fjutjär!” Jens said and pretended to speak English with a German accent.
“Ha ha ha, really funny of you…not! What’s the other one?”
“Other one?”
“Yes, you a said you had two questions you wanted to ask me.”
“Yeah right!” Jens cleared his throat. “Yes, I was just wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow?”
What? I was happy that he had asked me. But, as always, like a timing gift from the gods above, the players came back and as I was about to answer Jens, a picture of the bench showed up on the screen and I saw Julian. A lump in my throat began to grow. “Jens, I don’t know. It’s just after my work time. I am sorry but…”
“Don’t worry, I understand you. But, if you change your mind, please, call me. Goodnight.”
“Bye.” I hung up and sighed heavily. This wasn’t like me at all…
I tried to focus on the game but I kind of half succeeded.

15

Aug

WWNGO charter tomorrow :D

14

Aug

Griechischer Wein, chapter 14 Tickets

Chapter 14 Tickets


Dad had convinced me to go shopping with him. I found it weird at first but I thought he wanted to spend some time with me.
“Wow, dad, are you alright?”
“Of course! Are you just asking this because I actually let you drive now?”
I rolled my eyes. “No. It’s just that…you don’t usually go out shopping.”
My dad pretended to be hurt. “I only want to spend some quality time with my daughter!”
“You’re unpredictable, dad. Do you know that?”
“Anything for you Becca.”
I shook my head and drove off. “So, where to go?”
“To the mall, perhaps?”
“The mall? You mean the pub?” I took his silence as a yes.
Dad laughed and put on the radio. “What’s this?”
I focused on the road and frowned my forehead. “Sounds like…Cher?”
“Ugh, not her.” He changed the channel and my heart skipped a beat when I heard a familiar song playing.
It reminded me of him.
“What’s this?”
I swallowed quietly. “Udo Jürgen’s Griechischer Wein” I answered.
“Oh right, German-“
“He’s actually Austrian, dad.”
“What? Australian? Why is he singing in German then?”
I laughed and shook my head. “Austrian, he’s from Austria. You know, the same country as Mozart.”
“Really?”
Dad… We kept on driving until I parked the car outside dad’s second favourite place in the world (home was number one. It had to be, otherwise mum would throw him out).
“Here we are.”
“C’mon, the lads want to see you Becca!”
It didn’t take much time before dad’s friends literally threw questions at me. It wasn’t that I didn’t like them, they really were friendly but sometimes it could get a little bit too intense.
“Look at you! So grown up and everything! You’re a woman now!”
“That’s my girl!” Dad clapped my shoulder and I gave them a shy smile.
“Ehm, thanks…I guess.”
“How’s your sister?”
“She’s doing great. Busy keeping up with her work.” I sipped on my pint of dark, Czech beer. Mmmm, this was actually pretty good.
Dad and his…pack or what I should call them, kept on talking about this and that.
I let it go through my right ear and out my left one.
“Yeah, and I can’t really understand why my miss are doing that!”
“Who knows? Women! No harm meant to you, sweetheart.”
“No harm done” I murmured.
“Hey, Becca.”
My thoughts were interrupted by George, one of dad’s closest friends. “Yeah?”
“You like soccer, don’t you?”
“Yepp.” I continued to sip on my beer.
“Are you going to watch the game on Saturday then?”
I frowned my forehead. “Game? What game?”
“Well, you can speak German, can’t you?”
Where was he going? “Yes. Why are you asking?”’
“I thought you knew!”
I was beginning to get irritated now. “Know what?”
“That New York Red Bulls are playing against that German football club- what are they called now again…bünchen?”
“No, you mean Cologne” another one said.
Please, don’t let it be Bayern München…don’t let it be them.
“Bayern München! Yes, so they were called! Bayern München!”
I felt how my face were drained of colours and blood. “Really? Well…”
Come up with something, fast! “I haven’t got tickets! Yes, I haven’t!”
They looked at each other and then at dad.
“Well, Becca…you see that-” Dad picked up something from his pocket.
No, no, no.
“-we have!” He laid the tickets on the table and my stomach turned itself around in 360 degrees.
No…”Wow…thanks…really…thank you…” Shit, how was I able to get out of this? I didn’t want to see Mario again.

13

Aug

12

Aug

How about two chapters on Thursday? :)

fuckyeahmannschaft:

Miro’s statement on retiring
A childhood dream has come true by winning the title in Brazil. I’m proud and happy that I was able to help fashion this achievement for German football. I had an unparalleled, wonderful time and many unforgettable moments within the team. 
I used the last weeks to bring these moments mind and enjoy them. There can be no better point in time for me to end the chapter ‘Nationalmannschaft’. The team’s success was and still is my topmost priority. Together with the national team I accomplished our big goal, a goal that all of us had together as a team. 
However, I have also accomplished my own personal goals. Those who know me, know that i’m very ambitious. I’m a striker - and it’s the striker’s job to score goals. That’s why it was never about records for me, but about giving my best for the team. As a striker I’m also always dependent on my teammates. That’s why a very big thank you goes out to my colleagues in the national team, without their passes I couldn’t have been this successful.
I also want to say thank you to the DFB, its president, all members of the team behind the team, all of our team’s fans and of course to the three national coaches with whom I was allowed to work in the last 13 years. I especially want to thank Joachim Löw of course, who always had complete confidence in me. I felt this mutual respect and appreciation in our conversations in recent days. It’s magnificent that our cooperation ends with winning the title. 
(translated by me, pic source)

fuckyeahmannschaft:

Miro’s statement on retiring

A childhood dream has come true by winning the title in Brazil. I’m proud and happy that I was able to help fashion this achievement for German football. I had an unparalleled, wonderful time and many unforgettable moments within the team. 

I used the last weeks to bring these moments mind and enjoy them. There can be no better point in time for me to end the chapter ‘Nationalmannschaft’. The team’s success was and still is my topmost priority. Together with the national team I accomplished our big goal, a goal that all of us had together as a team. 

However, I have also accomplished my own personal goals. Those who know me, know that i’m very ambitious. I’m a striker - and it’s the striker’s job to score goals. That’s why it was never about records for me, but about giving my best for the team. As a striker I’m also always dependent on my teammates. That’s why a very big thank you goes out to my colleagues in the national team, without their passes I couldn’t have been this successful.

I also want to say thank you to the DFB, its president, all members of the team behind the team, all of our team’s fans and of course to the three national coaches with whom I was allowed to work in the last 13 years. I especially want to thank Joachim Löw of course, who always had complete confidence in me. I felt this mutual respect and appreciation in our conversations in recent days. It’s magnificent that our cooperation ends with winning the title. 

(translated by me, pic source)

fuckyeahmannschaft:

Miro’s statement on retiring
A childhood dream has come true by winning the title in Brazil. I’m proud and happy that I was able to help fashion this achievement for German football. I had an unparalleled, wonderful time and many unforgettable moments within the team. 
I used the last weeks to bring these moments mind and enjoy them. There can be no better point in time for me to end the chapter ‘Nationalmannschaft’. The team’s success was and still is my topmost priority. Together with the national team I accomplished our big goal, a goal that all of us had together as a team. 
However, I have also accomplished my own personal goals. Those who know me, know that i’m very ambitious. I’m a striker - and it’s the striker’s job to score goals. That’s why it was never about records for me, but about giving my best for the team. As a striker I’m also always dependent on my teammates. That’s why a very big thank you goes out to my colleagues in the national team, without their passes I couldn’t have been this successful.
I also want to say thank you to the DFB, its president, all members of the team behind the team, all of our team’s fans and of course to the three national coaches with whom I was allowed to work in the last 13 years. I especially want to thank Joachim Löw of course, who always had complete confidence in me. I felt this mutual respect and appreciation in our conversations in recent days. It’s magnificent that our cooperation ends with winning the title. 
(translated by me, pic source)

fuckyeahmannschaft:

Miro’s statement on retiring

A childhood dream has come true by winning the title in Brazil. I’m proud and happy that I was able to help fashion this achievement for German football. I had an unparalleled, wonderful time and many unforgettable moments within the team. 

I used the last weeks to bring these moments mind and enjoy them. There can be no better point in time for me to end the chapter ‘Nationalmannschaft’. The team’s success was and still is my topmost priority. Together with the national team I accomplished our big goal, a goal that all of us had together as a team. 

However, I have also accomplished my own personal goals. Those who know me, know that i’m very ambitious. I’m a striker - and it’s the striker’s job to score goals. That’s why it was never about records for me, but about giving my best for the team. As a striker I’m also always dependent on my teammates. That’s why a very big thank you goes out to my colleagues in the national team, without their passes I couldn’t have been this successful.

I also want to say thank you to the DFB, its president, all members of the team behind the team, all of our team’s fans and of course to the three national coaches with whom I was allowed to work in the last 13 years. I especially want to thank Joachim Löw of course, who always had complete confidence in me. I felt this mutual respect and appreciation in our conversations in recent days. It’s magnificent that our cooperation ends with winning the title. 

(translated by me, pic source)

(Source: marcoolreus)

badwolfkaily:

Robin McLaurin Williams (July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014)

"You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it."