Filed under: Editorial soccer
España perdió esa final y mi padre – que le gustaba algo el fútbol cuando era pequeño- sufrió un disgusto terrible.
14 años después el viejo se compro una camiseta oficial adidas de la selección – la que podéis ver en las fotos- y además fue a los EEUU. En Boston Italia y España jugaron un partido decisivo que ganó Italia. España jugo mucho mejor, pero fue Italia quien ganó.
Al viejo le cogió tal berrinche que se quito la camiseta y la tiro de mala manera, lleno de mala leche juró pasar del fútbol. (cosa que ha hecho).
Hoy el equipo que ha jugado el mejor fútbol ha ganado la Eurocopa. Un equipo de jugadores jóvenes con un entrenador anciano que juegan el balón como si fuesen brasileños ha ganado a un equipo, el Alemán, que era más alto, más fuerte pero fatalmente lento y de mucha peor calidad.
Esta receta, había sido siempre desastrosa para la selección. Pero aparte del juego, del buen juego y de la suerte por primera vez hemos visto que los jugadores jugaban sin especular sobre el resultado.
Felicidades viejo, pues volver a ponerte orgulloso esa maldita camiseta.
44 years ago my Father was not born, 24 year ago my Father watched how Spain defeated Denmark and Spain played the Final Match against France.
Spain lost that final and my father – who liked football when younger- was terrible upset.
14 year ago my father bought an official Adidas T-shirt – the one you can see on the picture- and went to USA. In Boston Italy and Spain played a decisive match that finally Italy won. Spain played better football but Italy won that match.
Father Bunny was so mad that he removed his t-shirt off, throwed it away and filled up with anger promised he will not support the Spanish team anymore.
Today the team who played the best football won the European Championship. A team of young players who manage the ball as if they were from Brazil defeated a German team who was higher, stronger but fatally slower and worse players.
This recipe has always been a disaster for the Spanish soccer team. But apart from play and luck for the first time the players have been playing the same whether they were winning or loosing.
I do not like football, but I think that fate owed that victory to people like my father.
Congratulations father, now you can wear again that doomed shirt.
Miffo is a certified Japanese cooker. After one year in Tokyo (Japan) she was able to enter into Cafemiffy’s. They taught her a lot of basic techniques and some advanced ones. Miffo’s patience and dedication made her to achieve a great knowledge of basic Japanese cooking.
Today under Miffo’s strict supervision we made some Maki Sushi. (with the best ingredients you can expect – provided by Cafemiffy-)
Still some room to improve. But the overall experience has been superb.
Filed under: Chan family
Asking first the last question I definitely say that my family is not the bigger. Of course I have no idea about who has the biggest one but I know that miffyto has more than 60 sisters and our friends from Cafemiffy almost that much.
And to answer the first question I have decided to post every week or so a detailed bio of all my sisters.
If you cannot wait to see the (almost) complete family, check my Flickr
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Miguelona | |
| Height (cm) | 50 | |
| Date of birth | 05/2007 | |
| Place | Barcelona | |
| Twin sister | Nana Chan (living in Tokyo, Japan) | |
| Outfit(s) | Orange jumper / Black surfing lycra / Cap / Motorcycle Helmet / Leather jacket | |
| Sports | Surf / Motorcycling (mini moto GP) | |
| Notes | She is huge, almost twice as tall as her sisters. While living at Rambla Catalunya she used to sit in a nice old chair that seemed to be built for her.
She is very calm and loves to be at home reading and watching TV. |
I must say Father Bunny is quite good cooker but he has a great defect – he does not like sweets – and even worse he has no idea about how to make cookies.
He and Ookina download a recipe from the Internet – Butter cookies- They taste good but they’re extremely hard to mould and de-mould with a 36 Celsius environment.
I knew it would happen, but I swear you they were there almost an hour dealing with the butter cookies.
Filed under: Editorial
I decided to go out with some friends. Miffu and me remember well some matches that It had been better not to watch. Loud cries and fireworks showed us that something special was happening.
Finally they got it, and playing well. Next Sunday the final match.
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Yo decidí salir con mis amigas. Todavía recuerdo como Miffu y yo asistimos a más de un partido que era mejor olvidar. Los gritos y petardos nos hicieron pensar que por fin el equipo estaba ganando. Finalmente lo consiguieron, y jugando bien. El próximo domingo, la final.
Hyper-media-ocrity · You don’t need to ·Emerge from nothing
You don’t need to · Tear away · You don’t need to · Tear away
Feels good · Looks good ·Sounds good ·Looks good ·Feels good too
Feels good too · (Uh-huh that’s right) Fischerspooner
A young Father Bunny was in Boston (USA) in 1994 and he witnessed the defeat of Spain by Italy. He was pretty involved in the match and he really paid a high price – he watched the match in Univision, where the Mexican speaker looked like Moctezuma’s new incarnation – for a poor result.
Today we have just relaxed ourselves and we really did not care about the match. But Spain finally won the match thanks to one man called Iker Casillas – surely world best goalkeeper- and fate, luck, a sudden movement made by a goddess called Fortune helped.
To show my gratitude to this goddess, this is me risking my life bathing at Illes Medes.
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The group’s name is Yelle, they’re French, as many other groups this year. Why Xiam went wild is unclear, but I think she is a great Nouvelle chanson fan.
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Caution 2: Xiam did not ingest ANY substance at all, just real mineral water and some Budweiser beer (they ran out of San Miguel)
Lately I think my father pay me less attention, ok I said to him that he looked ridiculous on that Doraemon T-shirt and that the sonar festival was for young people and not for old men.
I was not in the mood as to go there with so many people smoking and drinking beer (The risk of being burnt or someone spilling his beer on you is high) but I did not expect him going with Xiam.
A new party bunny animal is born. May be I am getting older too.
“Mayday, Mayday, this is Miffa, Miffa, Miffa,our position is 41°57′40.07″N 3°14′20.73″E
we lost our sailor Miffo, we start a BOB manouver
to recover her from the sea…” DRAMATIZATION
FB and Miffo emerge from water and they’re ready to be lifted by the rescue helicopter
We ran out of fuel in petrol stations and ran out of fresh food in supermarkets. Of course mail and courier services were suffering severe delays.
But this afternoon we received a phone call from the post office.
- Miffa, there’s a big parcel waiting for you
So I sent my father to pick up it immediately.
Great, our friends from Caffemiffy has sent us beautiful presents: a lot of Japanese food and ingredients to cook delicious dishes and to improve my father’s skills. Besides a superb device to make biscuits that we will test as soon as possible (Father Bunny makes cakes that look horrible but taste quite fair).
Thank you very much!!
PS: Father Bunny did not see the special Japanese beers, we have hidden them. 
