The football fans' dilemma

Spare a thought for the modern international football fan. In the old days you lived where you were born (mostly) and providing the borders weren't redrawn and country renamed you had your team.

England, Yugoslavia, Brazil , Potugal, Japan.

Simple, right?

Your team turned up for the World Cup and you bellow like crazy when they win a game, any game. You lost, you cried, end of story.

Now I was talking to Susanna last night. Fanatical football fan, just talks, talks and talks football.

She was born in Angola, grew up in Portugal, now an Australia citizen.

Portugal draw Angola in their World Cup group. Happy? She was distraught. She'd flown back to Portugal, like she did for Euro 2004 to watch the games with her family in Lisbon. Torn between her Uncle who is screaming for Ronaldo to take the dive, and Angola the contry of her birth. She was drained at the outcome.

If that wasn't enough the Socceroos were up next.

"I'm still hurting from the Italian game, I just had so much emotion during the World Cup. It was just so hard, and the Aussies we were robbed."

She's getting into it now and the pain is flooding back.

Maybe it was easier when the Aussies didn't qualify and we all lived where we were born!