Well well well, what a delightful and hilarious world cup this is becoming. I am enjoying every single minute of it. There is so much happening that I can write a whole book about it. I can call it 'The Brible' or the 'Flooran' or how about 'The PleThoran'? In between Neymar's dives, there is so much happening, as much as I said in one of the previous lines.
Of course, Caballero competing with De Gea for the Karius trophy didn't help Argenia very well. The keeper excelled with a daring assist and a bunch of South American curse words afterwards. It was painful to see the Argentinian fans, crying, staring into a void of desperation. You'd almost think that they were Mexican children, separated from their parents because of immigration control.
Besides, what the hell were all those faults for? I've seen so many ill-natured actions on those football fields it makes Suarez look like Mother Teresa. Otamendi should have received a red card, a 50 pages essay on sportsmanship and a vasectomy for his actions.
The gambling addicts must have a stressful time right now. With the shameful results from the favorites, tonnes of money is going into the bookers' pockets. People are losing so much money that they're even taking a break from gambling on cryptocurrency. Those results are quite similar to Germany's success in Russia. And we all know how successful the Germans are over there. Luckily it doesn't look like Germany has to be in Russia during winter this time. Their bout with Sweden will surely be interesting.
It feels weird knowing that an odds-on favorite like Argentina might not even make the next round but Iran still has a chance. Perhaps that's the charm of something like the World Cup. The Muslim countries aren't doing very well. Loss loss loss loss...it looks like the Belgian state budget. Yet, teams like Saudi Arabia, Iran and Tunisia can build a wall like no Trump can. I bet Donald has never thought of that: just stack a heap of Arabs on top of each other and no Mexican will migrate to the USA.
I mean, here we are, in the middle of thousands of people cheering on their team. Fans from winning teams showed frenzied signs of happiness. They waved flags, sang songs and danced the night away. What were the Belgian fans doing? Complaining that our team won by only 3-0. Winning wasn't good enough, our Red Devils had to crush the competition with at least 274-0, that seems to be the general idea here. I guess we just have to face it, Belgians can't be happy. Our natural emotion is disappointment, which is pretty easy because when we're not disappointed we can be disappointed for not being disappointed. If you want more goals, go watch handball.
Have I talked about Iceland yet? Iceland is bloody awesome. Ólafur Ingi Skúlason, Birkir Bjarnason, Aron Gunnarsson... Those aren't athletes names, those are the names of the people that ran over half of Europe a few centuries ago. Everybody now fears those Vikings, who by the way are mostly hobby-football players. One of them is a dentist.
Speaking of ancient civilizations, how sludge metal does Australian striker Jedinak look? From the looks of it, after this World Cup that penalty-specialist will tour with Dopethrone. I think they breed this kind of people in Australia to scare off king cobras, aboriginals and giant reptiles. He surely is something else than "spaghetti-incident" Neymar.
The VAR never really worked in Belgium, which isn't surprising since nothing really works here. In Russia they have a very complex network of cables, satellite-dishes, wi-fi, bluetooth and whatnot to make sure that every clear error is punished. But, in the end, it might just be better to use one extra referee who can look at the match from a different angle. That would be cheaper. It still wouldn't work but the FIFA could save some money, no?
Oh, that's true, a mumble rapper died. Boy, did he pick a bad moment to be shot now that all attention is on the World Cup. Just proves that mumble rappers are dumb.
See you soon