So, you enjoyed the world cup matches, didn’t you? The goals. The drama. The near misses. The crushing weight of expectations bearing upon broad shoulders, the dissipation of dreams like the dew of an August morning. Yet one very important victory escaped your grasp. It happened in Singapore. No, this is not some of that [...]
Apparently, the Brazilian referees for tomorrow’s game are beefing up on their English pejoratives. However, given the vast chasm between British and American English, I fear that some innocent chitchat may lead to an unwarranted yellow card. Allow me to illustrate.
Hello, fellow Americans. Have you ever heard of “Teletext”? Me neither. Think Atari graphics meets the ESPN gamecast, but twice as slow and cool. Sadly, this technology is going the way of the dodo due to your love of Apple. No, not the guy sitting next to you. YOU. This is YOUR fault. And what [...]
Ireland and France square off in Dublin in the first match of a two leg playoff with World Cup qualification at stake. With so much one the line, nerves will play a role and uncertainty looms. Can Ireland qualify for the World Cup after missing out in 2006? Can the new look France fully mature? [...]
People are confused. To be more specific, Indians, Brits, and Aussies are confused. The president of US soccer, Sunil Gulati, recently stated that “US´s soccer´s faith never wavered in Bob Bradley.” But if that´s so, then why was Bradley hired on an interim basis? What they don´t realize is that in these here United States [...]
So, it has been pointed out that my focus on filthy Spanish has left a gaping hole for the lovers for filthy English. Even more so, Fredorrarci at the wonderful sportisatvshow let me onto an unusual Irish term. That word is the “cross cum shot.” In the Queen’s clean and pure English, the cross cum [...]
