I have been watching the World Cup for almost two weeks now and have come to the conclusion that not only is this the strangest competition, but a lengthy one too. I don’t recall how it was when I was younger, but it is a bit annoying to invest a good two hours into a game that results in a draw of zeros. However, that is not the worst of it- a sour taste on the tongue is left when some teams decide not to play at all or audition for the national ballet company.
Four years ago, I would watch whole games back to back uninterrupted for days at a time, giving little thought to anyone or anything else around me. This time around, I am busy at work and rely on the fifa.com updates to provide my brain with sentences to process into moving pictures. By the time I reach home, all the games are over and replays are only on cable channels that I do not have. It is only on the weekends that I can get some good watching in for a couple of games, and this, amazingly, leaves me quite content. Maybe I have just convinced myself that this is a good World Cup after all.

Ole, ole, ole!