What I’ve learned so far from the World Cup ….a.k.a. a primer for Yanks
- It’s fooball, futbol, the world’s sport ….. NEVER soccer (even if the U.S. commentators or desk jockeys say “soccer” regularly)
- Fluorescent yellow or orange colored footwear is very distracting.
- The Germans still look like a well-oiled machine. This is a World Cup standard that never seems to change.
- Football players are pretty good actors. Their ability to roll around on the pitch (that’s the field), writhing in agony, only to jump up again when they realize the ball is still in play is quite often award worthy. See the world’s best hambones here.
- The Vuvuzela has already won the Cup … for passion, that is. No single country team, nor match, has inspired the passion of this long plastic trumpet that when blown by tens of thousands of fans simultaneously drive bees across the world into a mad frenzy.
- World cup coaching staffs are in desperate need of some fashion help. Of the coaches prowling the side of the pitch so far, only Diego Maradona (of Argentina) looked good. One country’s coaching staff was decked out in shiny (yes, shiny, sparkly) silver suits.
- The Brits win the early cup award for most passionate fans thanks to the shenanigans of ITV reporter James Corden, who has issued the Back the Beard challenge to British males – urging them to refrain from shaving as long as England is in the tourney. (Ladies can print and cut out a fake beard to sport and show their solidarity).
- The British goal keeper Robert Green, the man with the Hand of Clod, loves the United States. Cheers mate, we’ll take it.
- Most Americans STILL don’t get the world’s obsession with the majestic game of football. *sigh*