Well that was a fun few weeks of enjoying soccer and the
World Cup. Now Americans can indulge in
a far greater pastime of ignoring things that don’t involve the U.S. Finally we can narrow our gaze back to the stateside
arena and wash off those embarrassing days when we cared about countries like
Ghana, Germany, Portugal, and Belgium.
The average American has no time to care about these countries. That’s what the NSA is here for (Angela
Merkel knows what I’m talking about).
I suppose the World
Cup will continue and it should by all means necessary, but the organizers
should give the proper time to mourn the passing of the American squad. Before the Brazil Colombia match, let the
Star Spangled Banner ring out so that all can remember the scrappy underdog
that came from the world’s only hyper power.
As I said in another post, the USA is one of the few underdogs that most
people will root against and really who can blame these other countries. We’re a hegemonic giant whose soulless corporations
have taken over and destroyed other less powerful and less supersized
cultures. I’ll give them their fleeting
moment of sporting glory before I don’t know I lost my train of thought because
I’ve stopped thinking about other countries. Ah, the glory of being a red blooded American
has returned. It’s been quite the while. No longer will I watch a sports game with the
possibility of seeing a disappointing tie.
My sports now end with clear winners to be celebrated and clear losers
to be mocked for the end of time. I can sit
back and actually understand what is happening on the field rather than putting
up a pathetic front. In my weaker
moments I will miss those great announcers that the World Cup brings to every
match as we baseball fans have to suffer through the old Sunday Night Baseball and FOX
broadcasters, but never fear, it’s only a few months till the sweet sounds of
Clyde himself returns when the basketball season arises.
In closing, the World Cup: what a ride. It was fun to watch America always look to be
on the brink of disaster and play like the scrappy team we imagine our country
to be. The World Cup may still be going
on, but for me the fun is over. It’s now
time to regal in Derek Jeter’s final season and observe what the Knicks can do
in the off season. Plus, there’s always
the added bonus of not having to hear that incredibly pathetic I think we can
win chant. I mean c’mon, we’re America
not the little engine that could.
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