So much pulling pushing tugging t shirts and falling but no real drama, so what happens to these men who turn into sissy little toddlers in World Cup that every touch sends them flying into unbearable agony that can only be placated by a foul?
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So much pulling pushing tugging t shirts and falling but no real drama, so what happens to these men who turn into sissy little toddlers in World Cup that every touch sends them flying into unbearable agony that can only be placated by a foul?