The two teams that I was cheering for in the World Cup got booted this weekend.
First the USA with a disappointing loss to Ghana. Sure, we didn’t deserve to go farther that the Top 16. But it still stings. I’ll be honest with you. And though Ghana is my second favorite African nation, I will have to say they were stinkers in this game. I love the Ghanaian people, but I do not love their soccer team. Fair? I think so.
Then England. Oy vey. Have you seen what the papers in England are saying? Google it. You’ll cringe on behalf of the players. Bless their hearts. Not a pretty reaction from their homeland. But to go out on a 4-1 loss to Germany is probably deserving of a little scolding.
So now I’m left with no team.
I don’t want Germany to win, though they looked piles better than England on Sunday. I could get behind Spain or maybe Portugal. I’m a European at heart, so it is going to be hard for me to love Brazil though I fully understand that they are insanely talented and have yet to even give us their full force.
Also. I have a ganglion cyst on my right wrist and though I don’t know how it is possible, somehow I feel like it must be connected to the amount of soccer I have been watching. Maybe the cheering? The clapping? The fist-pumping? The high fives? I don’t know. I just know it hurts.
Oh the pain. Body and soul.
[What I lack in skill I make up for in drama. Yes?]
[Also. The World Cup ends on July 11 and the amount of games slow down significantly now. So will my World Cup blogging. Forgive me if you hate soccer.]
If you don’t hate soccer:: Who are you cheering for at this point??