Wednesday, June 23, 2010

The Global Acting Competition

I’ve never been much of a soccer fan. 

Oops, I’m supposed to call it football.  Who cares?


The only time I ever watch soccer is when the world cup is on.  And once in four years may be just a wee bit too much to my liking.

Most of the games are televised at horrible hours, so I only try to watch the first game of the evening.  Or parts of it, anyway – until I fall asleep, or get so angry that I switch over to watch a live dart-throwing competition.  Whoopie…

Watching 90 minutes of poor acting is worse than watching  national news bulletins on Namibia’s NBC channel.  Really.

I try to get excited about this sport, but the openly blatant acting is just too much for me.  Two players will run into each other, and both will act like someone just hit them with a baseball bat, or they would act innocent and indignant at whatever the other actor might have tried to imply.

This is not a manly sport.  These sissies do a ballet dance all over the field, and throw tantrums like actors in a bad Mexican soap opera.

You never even see a little blood – what good is a sport if you can’t see blood flowing? 

Why is this considered to be the world’s most popular sport?  Is it because men all over the world have been so emasculated that they like watching fairies dance over a football field?

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Thursday, June 3, 2010

World Cup Fever

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