Welcome to Of Headbands and Heartbreak, a blog dedicated to lovers of Real Madrid and DLD.
Who are we?
Two rather perverted ladies who really, really love Real Madrid. You can call us Maisougio and Lozil if you call us at all. Are we insane? Possibly. Are we enjoying ourselves? Definitely.
So what the hell are you two on about?
This is the place for silliness, naughtiness, loving man love, the intense academic study of DLD and its permutations, gossip, pictures, gifs, fic and whatever nonsense our highly inventive and disturbing brains can come up with. Hala Madrid!
What is this DLD you speak of?
DLD stands for Die Liebe Dreieck which means The Love Triangle in German. Yeah, it probably doesn’t (sorry native German speakers) but this is the best we could do with the help of Google Translate. Update! 1/26/11 Reader Lola (not to be confused with Lozil) has clarified that the correct phrase in German is “das Liebesdreieck” Whew! We were close and it’s still DLD. Now Maisougio doesn’t have to completely re-design all the banners!
What on earth does it mean?
While watching Real Madrid games, we noticed something rather curious. The seemingly unbreakable bromance of Mesut Ozil and Sami Khedira seemed to be developing cracks. We spied Mesut casting longing glances towards someone else on a regular basis. Someone who he perhaps wanted to share orange juice and Playstation with…All. Night. Long. That man was none other than Cristiano Ronaldo, the highly buff exceedingly orange man candy of the team. CR7 seemed to be doting on the young German as well, thanks to Mesut’s bitchin’ ability to provide him with goal scoring opportunities. There was a lot of pointing, beaming, open arms and hair ruffling. And so was born…CROZIL. We wondered how the hell Sami was dealing with this and keenly began to watch for DLD action during the games. We were not disappointed. We finally decided that Sami needed someone to take his mind off losing his number one place in Mesut’s affections. Someone with whom he could share headbands, go man bag shopping, get matching haircuts and slowly morph into. You know how couples start looking like each other after awhile? Welcome to the wonderful world of KHEDERGIO.
Where does the blog’s name come from?
Well, during one particularly fevered late night email-athon, we envisioned Sergio at home in a fluffy robe, mudmasking , eating bon bons, engrossed in reading the footy version of a gay Harlequin romance entitled “Of Headbands and Heartbreak” (Admit it, you can see it too) This struck us as the perfect name for the absurdity we plan to foist upon your delicate sensibilities. Don’t say we didn’t warn you.
Real Madrid – Embrace The Pervert In You. (Words to live by, yo.)
Wa-tishing the night away, slash, Odie, Mesut’s gum trick, Nando’s arse (yeah, we know he doesn’t play for RM but by virtue of being half of the epic couple Sernando, he’s gonna be all up in here), Sian Massey (you go, girl!)
Overuse of hair gel, manitas unless we’re scoring ‘em, UEFA suspensions, player injuries, Lara Alvarez rumors
Abandon hope all ye who enter here!