Welcome to our wet paradise

Dear friends and birds,

Myself (Miguel) and Jarle would like to welcome you all to this blog. You must be thinking we've gone nuts. That's not far from the truth, but that's not the point we are trying to make here.

We've felt the need to express what we feel about a certain individual, someone who glows in the darkness and makes our souls blush.

Yes, we are talking about our mentor. He is our inspiration, our blinding light, our universe. Yes, we are talking about the Soccer-Art Godfather, Horia. He's the man behind the project that has gathered us all together.

When other people lie down... to sleep, Horia continues to work his ass off for OleOle (the same used to happen with his child: Soccer-Art). He is a great guy, a very funny Romanian gypsy, may we add, as well as a sexy and quite smart boy (unlike us).

He never gives up, even though he works as a farmer, branding cows all day long. He is most certainly branding them with love though. Oooh, what a fella.

We are going to post several stuff (pictures, quotes, interviews) on this blog about our morning sun, the man who makes our world a much better place.

No matter how many paragraphs we write, we will never be able to express what we feel, what you, Horia, make us feel.

Finally, we just have one question for you: how was heaven when you left it?

We love you,

Jarle and Miguel