Germany needed Suarez right there!

What just happened?!  How do I explain the brow-beating meted upon Australia, England, and Argentina?  Unbelievable!

For what it is worth, the first FIFA World Cup hosted on African soil is about to have a first finalist.  Hmmm, I like the sound of that.  So which will it be? Spain or Netherlands?  As much as I fell in love in Arjen Robben’s troublesome self and subsequently Netherlands in 2008 there’s something not right about the relatives of Afrikaaners with their brutal apartheid winning this World Cup on South African soil.  Not when we are singing “…this time for Africa”.

On the other hand, I’ve never been enamoured by Spain. And besides, right now, I want nothing to do with those that speak the Romance languages. Yes, I’m still bitter about Uruguay.  Bitter in the way you would be about a guy who tells you in so many ways that he is a player and when you get played you know you can’t really blame him. Bitter in the way you would be when in middle school you are forcibly groped and “touched” by a classmate but you can’t be angry at him and you can’t report him to the authorities because if you were a good girl you wouldn’t be alone with him in the classroom after hours in the first place.  That kind of bitterness that makes you steer away from those in question and anyone else who may be like them.

So I am absolutely at a loss who I want to support in the final this Sunday.  As for Saturday’s game, ich bete dass Deutschland 6:0 gegen Uruguay!

As you can see, none of this reasoning has anything to do with the football skills of the teams in question.