The Men of Orange
Wasn't going to post any more today, but then I watched the exciting endgame to the World Cup match between Holland and Mexico. I don't really care who wins, though we did just get back from Amsterdam and I told the Sixt man (orange shirt, orange hair) I was rooting for his team. So, I'll just start (the drip-drop of Netherlands--Germany--Poland will continue over the next week or so) with a little bit of Dutch: