Everything here in the Netherlands was about football. Football this, football that. We won against Italy, we won against France, we won against Roemenia and we lost against Russia. How is that possible?! Yes, I watched football. It's weird though, because I always said that it's just a couple of men who were running after a stupid ball. We lost 3 - 1. We all are in grief. Stupid football. Stupid Russia (no offence). Not even my cute little flower dress can't make me happy.