I had the day off on Tuesday and I was hanging out with friends. So I tried to watch the World Cup with them (I did watch, I tried to enjoy it). 90 minutes of failed attempts to score yielded no conclusion. 27 more minutes of overtime play and nothing happened. It was only in the last three minutes of the game that anything of any importance occured. In roughly the ammount of time it take for a comercial break the entirety of a two hour game was played. And for all that effort and time and patience, I am rewarded with a 2-0 game.
Holy boring, Batman. There is more excitement on the bird watching channel. I think I could see the grass on the field growing. This should have been the pinacle of all soccer had to offer. This is the World Cup. If any game should have convinced me to enjoy soccer, it should have been this one. Nope. Not for all the horrible acting players (seriously, did they go to the Vlade Divac school of acting?), or for all the impotent footed forwards could I "learn to like it".
Well, you can't say I didn't try.