What the fucking fuck, boys?

Did you somehow forget how to football halfway through the match?! What were you dooooooing?

AAAAAAARGH!

Oh no! No, no, no, no, NOOOOOO!

I was about a nano-second away from proposing to Kasper Schmeichel. Possibly promising him my first-born. Definitely recommending him for sainthood.

Damn! Poor boys! You held up so well!

(And I have zero fingernails left after today... *sigh*)