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World Cup Penultimate Observations

Subtitle: How Germany Wrecked Soccer Forever.

The Germans are taking their best shot at wrecking soccer forever. They beat Brasil 7-1 both scoring and allowing goals at a rate of one goal every 11 minutes. This unprecedented display of soccer excitement prompted my friend [rugby guy] to email me here in Spain asking if FIFA had finally done away with the offside rule for the last stages of the World Cup – something he has been lobbying for as long as I’ve known him. When rugby guys are finding soccer interesting there is clearly something wrong.

The Dutch and the Argentines quickly snapped us back to reality one night later buy scoring ZERO goals in 120 minutes – or a rate of zero goals every infinity.

I’m grateful to both these teams for helping me fall asleep during a FIFA semifinal. Try watching that rugby guy.

So I am consoling myself with the most expensive beer that money can buy in Spain – Alhambra Reserva 1925 at under 1 Euro per bottle. Spain is wrecking the way I look at beer too.


World Cup update – what was I thinking?

HEY – my theory just picked 3 out of the first 4 group winners. You thought that picking your World Cup winners based on each countries wine production was silly? Consider the following …

Pool A  FranceOOPS didn’t win a game – maybe 2010 was a disfunctional vintage 

Pool B winner ArgentinaCORRECT go ahead and buy some Fuzion, see if I care

Pool C winner USACORRECT American wine is more than Ernest & Gallo white zinfandel

Pool D winner GermanyCORRECT and I have one word for you – Gewürztraminer [ɡəˈvʏɐtstʁaˈmiːnɐ] (please say that in your best Arnold Schwarzenegger voice – or just say Bastian Schweinsteiger if you like)


My theory did pick 5 of 8 pool winners in the end.  It was always a long shot for Portugal to beat Brazil’s soccer genius – the Dutch are the best drinkers in their pool – Spanish wine is my favorite, thankyou for winning your pool – and Italy?… I don’t even know where to begin.  Let’s just hope that your wines age better than your aging national team.