After Spain and Italy, now Germany crash out of Euro 2004. As my old friend Michael used to say "Laughed? I nearly shat myself.".
Um... that's it really. I have nothing further to add. 'Twas très fucking funny though. Of course now we're just going to go and lose to Portugal or Holland or the Czech Republic or someone-or-other. But I suppose you never know. Which is why at 2:45 tomorrow afternoon I'll be sat at home nervously anticipating the kickoff, with my testicles almost fully retracted inside my body.
Which reminds me I have to go and get some beer, as I'm all out of it in the fridge at the moment.