Alright, I have to confess that I fell deeply, madly in love this past month!…with watching the World Cup! Trust me, this comes has a huge surprise to me too. In the past, I swore off soccer for three main reasons: (1) too low scoring, therefore boring, (2) the offsides rule is stupid and relates back to reason #1, and (3) it made my knees hurt just watching it.
As a kid, like most American kids, I played soccer. In 8th and 9th grades I also played indoor soccer — which was a blast. That’s when I blew out my left knee. I mean I completely blew it out. After reconstructive surgery and a year of physical therapy, I was done with soccer.
Anyway, Mark got me sucked back into it during this World Cup. I religiously watched it and found myself cheering for the countries of my ancestors. (Well, it’s not like America had a snowball’s chance in hell.) Great fun. Mark and I made a vow that we would do everything possible to try to attend the 2010 World Cup in South Africa.
Other than watching the Finals, I had a nice weekend — house cleaning, laundry, swimming, laying out my our backyard pool, out to nice downtown seafood joint, Asian food tonight, work…the usual.
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