Yay! It’s World Cup time! Whoo-hooo, party get crazy! Unfortunately, I find myself in the wrong country (yet again) where the sporting event that interests the rest of the world will pass by with nary a gaze from most of the populace and the media, they’ll just put it in their “check out what them crazy foreign people are into” segment. But they’ll let me know about some “French Open”, more baseball scores which make a difference in some limited-to-the-USA “World Series”, maybe even something about basketball finals. Guess futbol fans are on their own, oh well. Some points to consider:
* Did you want to see the opening ceremonies for World Cup 2006? Well you should have turned to channel 18 KSCI as they were the only ones showing it, you could have learned a bit of Korean in the process. Or not.
* Hopefully you did miss the opening ceremonies as it was the dinkiest, low-budget affair ever. You’d expect Germans to have a bit of precision but they didn’t, some of them wore silly hats, and the bit where it looked as if they were fucking giant bells, that was truly odd.
* Separated at birth: the Fifa logo for 2006 is strangely similar to the one for Sabritas, a line of mexican snacks. No wonder the thought of the games made me crave chile y limon.
* If Mexico does well this time around (unlikely) then there will surely be another police-incited mini riot in Huntington Park: make sure to bring your face mask!
* Despite two beautiful goals by Wanchope, Germany beats Costa Rica 4-2, which was expected. But Ecuador beating Poland 2-0? Now that was unexpected! Maybe it was goalkeeper C. Mora’s warrior facepaint that did the trick.
* Que chingados les pasa a los locutores de habla ingles? Parece que ni les interesan los partidos porque nunca se emocionan por las jugadas ni por los goles; un gol lo interpretan simplemente como “un punto”, como si fuera nada. Pobres los que no entienden el español.
There’s a whole month of great games, excuses for skipping work, and opportunities for meeting people from around the world. Instead of bragging how you don’t care about what the rest of the world watches, why not settle in for a match and give it a go? You’ve got nothing to lose but your imaginary borders!
No thanks. I’ll wait for the real “football” season to start.
You mean that FOOTball where they only use hands? Just for that, I’m not going to invite you to my World Cup Party, so there! You can cry now.
My brothers (who are functionally bilingual) insist on watching the games in English only because they understand more. I don’t get it. Like my roommate says, “you can’t watch soccer in English! That’s just wrong.”
And yeah, I noticed the resemblance between the World Cup and Sabritas logo. Hmmmm… Sabritas.
One of the commentators on TV (can’t remember which one but maybe it was the main announcer for Univision) said “if english is the language of business and french is the language of love, than spanish is truly the language of futbol”. How true it is.
ahhhhh, que emocion de los chapulines, los recuerdo cuando los vi en alemania, la gente se les quedaba mirando, fue un boom, de echo, me han ispirado para que en sudafrika asi valla, pasaron unos 4 segundos de ustedes en un color de tv azteca, en los protagonistas del mundial, y ya en el partido contra argentina despues del gol de rafa marquez , la tv de alemania se enfoco hacia ustedes, solo eran 4 chapulines brincando,todo mexico y el mundo los vio, me entere que ustedes, son del norte de mexico, felicidades, haber si vamos para sudafrica juntos.