Cup fever

I have to admit, I have been watching the World Cup and I am enjoying it.

I did not play the sport growing up – fall is for football/ spring and summer for baseball – but I do have a solid understanding of the sport.

Ben Rodgers boasts as the soccer expert in this office. I will cede him that title in this building. But my knowledge is above average and growing. I’m like a sponge.

There is very little anybody could ever tell me about football, baseball or basketball, but I can learn things when I watch soccer – that is part of the draw.

Also, the broadcasters are outstanding. Most of them are Englishmen, but they are far less loud and annoying than so many American loud-mouths are these days.

I’m going to be awake at 8:30 a.m. Tuesday morning for the Ivory Coast and Portugal match.

Didier Drogba may play with a broken arm, while Portugal’s Cristiano Ronaldo is a world-class player and one of the most handsome men in the world, or so I read.

The women love Ronaldo, and for good reason. He’s very Lank Thompson-esque.

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