Sunday, July 09, 2006

Footballed

It's a beautiful afternoon in Portland, Oregon. I am sitting at home, fighting the sleepies, and wishing that the Comcast high speed internet installer guy would hurry the fuck up and get out of the guest room so I can take a nap. I had no idea up until NOW that Comcast even scheduled appointments on Sunday. I think that practice should stop immediately - if not for the sake of the poor Comcast guy, whose weekends are now nonexistent, but for the sake of poor souls like *me*, who are hung over on a Sunday and cannot nap in the guest room because someone is drilling a hole into the side of the wall.

I am weary and tired after nearly 3 days of wedding activities in which I played a bridesmaid.

I also just got scolded by my step dad because I announced that Italy and France were in a shoot out period for the World Cup title game. (I guess they "were" in a shoot out...Italy just won a few seconds ago). While we were out at the post-wedding brunch, the final game was on and I assumed he had watched the game like all other NORMAL people. This wasn't the case, apparently. He was taping the game, to be watched later on sometime.

This man would probably find it completely within reason to wait 2-3 days to watch the final game at his convenience but would yell at anyone for talking about it in public where he can overhear who won or who scored the goals. This includes hearing the game's winner being announced on the radio. I've heard him scold the radio announcer before and seriously get mad for the simple act of listening.

In this wired and media-centered day and age we live in, it is quite ridiculous and silly to assume you can *avoid* hearing news. I think it is even more ridiculous to get mad at people when they casually and without harm in mind announce that teams are in a shoot out, too. I understand that it IS the world cup, and this is important, but he is not a soccer or football fan in the first place anyway. It's just the hype of the media and the fact that David Beckham might flash us his abs in the course of a match that Americans are readily watching soccer this summer.



Plus, everyone likes to watch the French get beat on international television.

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