Goooooal!

On my second quarter-century, today will I will watch my second soccer game (ever!). I have some Brazilian classmates and one of them invited me to watch the Brazil vs. Argentina match today. I've learned it's the finals of the South American cup. Very big deal. As just an American, I'll probably choose to remain the neutral party. I was considering innocently wearing Argentina's colors and then feigning ignorance (which would probably be believed) just to see what happened with regards to reaction on behalf of my hosts.

My first match ever that I watched was last year's FIFA cup of France vs. Italy. Becca's thankless brother's whined that we pull over from our road trip to Atlanta to find a sports bar to watch it. So we did, munching on appetizers for four hours. I actually enjoyed the game; all my international classmates had been talking about the tournament throughout summer session and finally I got to see what the fuss was about. It moreover turned out to be a quite scandalous occasion: French player Zinedine Zidane headbutted an Italian player; dropping him.

Those guys I see are wizards with the ball; Harlem Globetrotters with their feet, each one of them. I wish I could do the twirly-whirly.

Maybe soccer will slowly catch on in the states. Not to the point where we call it "football"; that name has already been taken. There's a a mass generating: David Beckham just this week just this week has showed up and been getting a lot of press, but more likely because Posh has come in tow. The guy's getting a little old, anyway. Maybe his legacy could be to provide the critical mass so that soccer would really take off in America.