The Roar of the Masses Could Be Farts
May 25, 2004
14 Comments

You can barely see his lips moving

Setting: Me sitting at desk, feeling at a loss for what to blog.
Dramatis personae: Me and N.

N: Blog this.
D: What should I say?
N: Champions league is a tournament with the best teams from the best European leagues
N: Say that if Morientes isn't 100% Monaco, which dispatched Real Madrid and Chelsea en route to the final, stands no chance.
N: say that you'll be drinking pints and screaming ole! ole! ole! all afternoon long.
D: ok....
N: say that, by all rights, Arsenal should be there, were it not for the misfortune of having to face Chelsea for a fourth time in one season in the quarterfinal
N: And it's next to impossible to beat the same team--especially one of Chelsea's quality--and double especially one from the same city--four times in one season.
N: point out that if Porto wins Portugal will go APESHIT and it will be a fitting prelude to the European Cup 2004, which begins in June and is being held in none other than Portugal.
N: And, say that it should be an infinitely more entertaining match than last year's all Italian, all defense, all rolling around on the ground final.
D: Done and done.

Posted by Dana at 05:16 PM

Comments

[...]And, say that it should be an infinitely more entertaining match than last year's all Italian, all defense, all rolling around on the ground final [...]

Nick.
I have one english word , just for you and all the-so-offensive fanatics hooligans-beer-drinkies children of the land that delivered us from G_d the inventor of the beatiful game:

whatever.

If you have to dimish the italian game, go ahead.
Remember that we are going to watch the games together.


Posted by: S.o.G.L. at May 25, 2004 05:51 PM

Heh. I knew that'd get yr Irish up, or your Italian, as the case may be. I respect the Italian game greatly. But, as spectacle, it can be a frustrating thing to watch. That said, I am indeed looking forward to watching many-a-fine Euro 2004 match, Great Leader.

Posted by: Nick at May 25, 2004 05:56 PM

Soccer? Commies.

It's baseball season, you know...

Posted by: jon "red, white, & blue" mc at May 25, 2004 08:50 PM

Baseball season: one long, fitful couch nap from April to October.


Posted by: Reeves at May 26, 2004 09:51 AM

jonmc: one long, fitful couch nap from October to October.

Posted by: jpoulos at May 26, 2004 10:01 AM

Ouch.

Posted by: jonmc at May 26, 2004 10:17 AM

Baseball is the equivalent the penalties session of a soccer game when tied after 120 minutes.

Posted by: SECRETARIAT OF THE GREAT LEADER at May 26, 2004 10:24 AM

Baseball is tension, drama, tradition, lore.

Soccer is endurance and chaotic action. Fun to play, but not so much to watch, but that's just my opinion, as always.

Posted by: jonmc at May 26, 2004 10:32 AM

don't leave out the steroids and juiced balls! it's fun to play but misery to watch (until october). but that doesn't mean albert pujols isn't THE MAN.

Posted by: Reeves at May 26, 2004 10:42 AM

Suddenly Dana's all jockbloggy. Feel the burn.

Posted by: Nick at May 26, 2004 10:50 AM

Well, it's plain I'm alone here. I'll be in the basement with my Mark McGwire bobblehead doll and my '83 Topps Ryne Sandberg if anyone needs me.

Posted by: jonmc at May 26, 2004 10:51 AM

Ditto the "whatever" comment. As I had already bitten off my fingernails during the semi-finals last year, I was forced to bite my toenails. I remain convinced that this jinxed my team.

Posted by: romakimmy at May 26, 2004 02:03 PM

One of the latest Great Players, Gabriel Batistuta once said, when asked why his national team, Argentina, was so lousy:

il futbol es por sufrir

Posted by: SECRETARIAT OF THE GREAT LEADER at May 26, 2004 08:35 PM

Anything with that much ball handling that doesn't end in matted hair and an apology seems like a wasted venture.

Posted by: dong resin at May 27, 2004 11:23 AM