So.
England’s gone
Spain’s gone.
Italy’s on the brink.
Barbara and Giovanni at Potobello in Ober-Olm are understandably a bit nervous – lose to Uruguay tomorrow and they’re gone, too.
The TV disappears as well – too nerve-racking.
And which team are they going to support if the worst comes to the worst?
“Morocco” says Alessandro who waits there now and again
Not that they’re in the competition, of course.
Can’t lose, either