Anyhow, I watch the World Cup final game. I mean, all you furriners watch and love the sport of soccer(football), and I figure the least I can do is try, once every 4 years to appreciate it. As an American, it is difficult, at best. Really, we lead busy lives over here and two and one half hours of men running around in shorts, with the score still a stirring 0-0? Come on! At least, had there been more scoring chances or something like them, it might have been acceptable. Now, at least, congrats to Spain for becoming the first World Cup winner who proved incapable of scoring two goals against anyone....
The acting, as ever, was first rate. It is amazing how fast a man, seemingly near death on the pitch until the officials notice him and penalize the opposition, can recover. How stupid does one have to be to get the job of FIFA official? Some of those guys out there were acting as transparently as college theater majors and the refs still react on cue with an infraction call. Then, at the other extreme, we get one fellow planting both sets of cleats into the opponent's chest(a rugged approach we Americans applaud) acting shocked that a yellow card would be considered. The Dutch fellow seemed to be waiting for the victim to come to and apologize for interfering with his feet.
All in all, I still can't find the appeal, but content myself with the knowledge that I've done my part for World Understanding. At least until 2014, when I think I promised to visit Brazil.......
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