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Ricky "The Razor" Barnett brings you a diary of his exploits following the England team over in Japan. Have a butcher's at Ricky's biog.
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Thursday 20th June 2002

Never mind the Kebabs, here's the donky meatWith confidence high, the Japanese piled into the pub for their Turkey game, the support was quite fantastic, with most of the foreigners also siding with the samurai.

Again, the country had come to a virtual standstill, as the long-awaited rainy season finally kicked in. Even the Roppongi kebab van had closed for the afternoon, the stage was set for another gigantic night of celebration. But, alas, it wasn't to be, by the time the final whistle blew, the Japanese were as miserable as the weather. All credit to them though, just a few minutes after the initial shock, the Sad Japssound of "Nippon, cha cha cha, Nippon cha cha cha!" could be heard resounding around the bar. They'd had a good run, and I think they were more than satisfied with what they'd achieved.

Call me a sado-masochist, but I took the wife to an Italian restaurant in Roppongi during the Italy game! Most of the diners were, of course, supporting the azzuri, but I was silently cheering on the Asians! The place was partying most of the game, but when the Koreans equalised, the place went deadly silent, and I almost choked on my carbonara! Fortunately, I got out before the Italian job was completed. Probably a very wise move.No wonder she's sad with a Union Jack on her chest!

Wednesday was a rest day, thank god. This World Cup is really hard work, it's okay for Owen and the like, being mollycoddled 24 hours a day, but we on the other side of the advertising boards are having to skip work, spend endless hours trying to hunt down tickets, sit in cramped pubs day after day, suffer endless hangovers, and endure hundreds of miles of booze infused train journeys - even Michael Palin never had it this bad! And what thanks do we get? The occasional applause from Becks and co. and a disapproving glare from the boss!

Coming right up to date, I've now arrived in Busan, Korea. I'll be meeting up with Ronnie McJock and Plastic Paddy Parwez very soon, then Ricky the Japtomorrow we'll all trot off to support opposing sides in The Hun v The Yanks. The local people are looking at me a little oddly, wondering why an England fan has come to Korea.

Just to reiterate, I couldn't find England v Brazil tickets that matched up with my credit rating!

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