Hope you got to see some of the Fédération Internationale de Football Association World Cup games on TV today.
Two draws. 1-1 and 0-0.
Hope you got to see some of the Fédération Internationale de Football Association World Cup games on TV today.
Two draws. 1-1 and 0-0.
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Don’t start this. If you don’t like it, don’t watch it. I could say the same thing about a 2-1 Isotopes game. And there is much less consistent action in the baseball game.
Oh, c’mon now Hugh. You’ve been coming by here for my own version of snark for six years. Surely you don’t mind a little World Cup snark. 😉
And for that matter, the Isotopes have the green chile, red chile, salsa and taco race. Nothing like that in the World Cup. Nosirree.
[Hugh was the first blogger who ever linked to NewMexiKen.]
Have you seen Nike’s World Cup commercial?
I don’t care if the games are all terrible, that commercial is AWESOME.
I know, I know. But if you just look at the South Africa goal (the first of the tournament, and scored by the home country no less) followed by the joyous little celebration dance, it is truly magical.
It’s not you. I am sick to death of the local Indianapolis sports talking heads who only know Landon Donovan, Alexei Lalas (who retired a decade ago), and the Brazilian midfielder Kaká (because his name sounds funny.) Yet they spend forever on Antoine Bethea’s new contract. . . . Seriously, go to Wikipedia, and read Kaká’s biography. It is movie-worthy.
I never cared one way or another about soccer/football …
until I attended a World Cup.
There are few things as exciting. Better than all the sex in my first marriage totaled up and multiplied by 50. Nonstop action and pure adrenaline. If you don’t end up on your feet, screaming and singing and acting a total maroon (just like everyone else), you’re dead inside.
Like most big events, just a pretense for the “tailgating.”