Is it curling season yet?

Maybe it's just my twisted view of life but I found it more than passing strange to be standing among a bunch of Americans, while celebrating Independence Day, the day that marks our revolt against England, glued to the tube watching soccer...one hundred twenty minutes of sweat soaked anesthesia. The only way the irony could have been greater would have been if England had been playing France. (You can figure that one out on your own if you'll just assign anyone of the traditional English/French stereotypes to each country.)

I have been trying to think of an analogy for the boring part but the only things that have come to mind are speeches by Senator Lieberman or a Joe Biden interview on Meet the Press.

Now don't get me wrong, soccer has its moments. Both of my daughters played youth soccer for a couple of years and there was drama and excitement. "Will she actually kick the ball or miss it altogether?"  But this? 

And while we (OK, I) are at it, what's up with those guys who take a hit from another player, writhe on the ground in agony for a few minutes and then all of a sudden pop up and bounce back to their position? This is Oscar material folks. They would be nominated for sure if anyone could pronounce their names.

The good news is that after the championship game between Italy and France there will be four more years until another World Cup, during which time maybe the soccer guru's will do something about the stupid off sides rule and we can have some NFL size scores so as to make it  more like a real sport.

Oh, and as for the championship game...Viva Italia!!!!

That's my story and I'm stickin' to it....

Comments

[Susan]

Well, I'm not much for sports. I can honestly say the only thing I will really watch is when the Minnesota Twins play baseball and that is about as American as you can get...unless you add hot dogs a coke and apple pie to the deal!
That's my story and I'M stickin' to it!