Of course I’m working! Doesn’t it look like I’m working? Or, let the soccer handwringing begin – Sports by Randal
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If any of you armchair psychoanalysts were to examine my noodle while simultaneously charging an exorbitant hourly rate, I’m sure you would find that the expected subconscious reaction to yet another Cleveland disappointment was behind my failure to post anything sporty last week. Everything else you uncover is a dirty lie. I’m also drained from sorting and boxing the acres of our crap in anticipation of moving away from my annoying cracker neighbor. Being naturally lazy doesn’t help proceedings.
Anyway (syntax junkies, no comments about starting a fresh paragraph with “anyway” or I’m breaking out ending prepositions), I feel a smidgen better watching the historic city of Boston in the midst of suffering perhaps their second 3-0 collapse this month. May Day indeed, ya chowdah heads.
Um, hmm. I considered writing about the disaster that was the US-Czech Republic friendly the other night, but in complete opposition to my natural state of cynicism, I was quite happy with the on-field play because it only confirmed in the most official of capacities which defensive wretches (Heath Pearce, I’m looking at you) were ripe for the subsequent bloodletting. I honestly feel bad for goalkeeper Tim Howard. No Buffon to be sure, though if he had the Italian defense suffocating opposing attacks, sigh. But I’m sure Dempsey, Donovan, Altidore, et al. will be knocking ’em in Hungarian style to compensate, right? Gonna be a loooooong group stage.
Don’t let the gut fool you. Ferenc ’twas a bad mofo.
Next week (probably), World Footy Jimmy the Greeking. Hey, how come only the Englishmen are pretending to be excited? Bloody provincial Yanks.
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demeur, can I get arrested for public indecency?
the lawyer, if England spots us three goals, they’re ours!
holte, glad you clarified that the shot I used was a wee bit after his halcyon days. You’re right about that final. Germans knocked off the best team on the planet in ’54, did the same in ’74. What the hell.
osori, hahahahahahaha!
Looks like Sebastian Janikowski man.
Feranc Puskas, one the greatest players of all time, some say THE greatest, 84 goals in 85 games for Hungary, and almost a goal a game in a 500-plus career at club level in Hungary and Spain. 5ft 7in tall and pure dynamite, I think I’ve seen all the old black and white newsreel of him, time to see it again. If he were playing today he might not score a goal a game, but Hungary would win the World Cup, like they should have in 1954, that loss in the final was a travesty.
You mean that beer belly guy actually played for a team??
That picture was taken long after his glorious and glittering career ended.
http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/11/17/sports/puskas.190.jpg
That beer belly guy reminds me of someone. Hmmmm…who could it be, and NO Oso it is not me 🙂
Couldn’t be me either OSO it must be you.
Just because a person has a big fat gut doesn’t mean he can’t be a world class athlete, well actually it does.
It will be a long group stage. As you hinted, we didn’t have our absolute best out there for the Czechs. Down with England!
4Dinners will have a lot to say about your “down with England” comment counselor…. 🙂 🙂
You’ll just have to pull out your participle, let it dangle then wave it at them Randal. What do we know of soccer er football anyway?