With the World Cup coming up this week, I thought I would share with you what's on my Despair calendar for this month. I specifically picked what images I wanted to go with what month. Knowing the World Cup was starting this month, I wanted this image to go with it. It seemed appropriate.
I'm cheering for England although I know that's a complete waste of time. If they get past the quarter finals it'll be a miracle. I have the Dutch as a fallback mainly because one of my good friends is a massive fan, and it would be nice to see him lose his mind if they actually won the bloody thing. Plus, I imagine he'll wear orange every single day for the next four years, causing his lovely wife to do something....drastic. See, it amusing all the way around for me if they win.
So, as it often happens with these kinds of sporting events, I find myself cheering against teams. A sort of "I don't care who wins as long as these teams lose" situation that most recently happened in the NHL play-offs. As long as the Canadiens lost, I really didn't care much beyond that.
So, the teams I desperately want to lose are:
France - because they fucking robbed Ireland of their spot in the World Cup and everyone on the planet knows it. So not only do I want them to go 0-3, I want them to be shut-out every single game because they're cheating bastards. And after that happens, the entire team should fly to Ireland and personally beg the forgiveness of every single person in Ireland for being cheating bastards. Then maybe I'll forgive them in time for the 2014 World Cup.
But I doubt it.
Italy - If there's a team filled with bigger whiners than Italy in the world, I don't know who they are. Spain comes close, but Italy is the kind of whiners. If you fart in their general direction, they're writhing around on the ground as if you just kicked them in the balls.
Germany - Because they're boring to watch. They're good, yes. But god are they boring.
Brazil - Because winning all the time is boring too.
I regret that I'm going to miss seeing so many of the games on TV between the time difference and being at work. I lamented - briefly and stupidly - that it's too bad I landed this new job because then I could have stayed home and watched the games. Honestly, it's statements like that that make me wonder how I still draw breath.
Still, I'm looking forward to it. I like sports, but nothing compares to the World Cup. The NHL and NBA championships might as well be the local rec league finals in comparison for passion and spectacle.
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