I was pretty addicted to soccer here in Spain over the past few months. The Champions League (European club championship) in which Real Madrid won and the World Cup really got me into it. I'm quite happy there's a breather now... it was getting to be too much. I ALMOST didn't read this article in the New Yorker about the World Cup but am glad I did now. Not incredibly insightful, but a nice wrap up to the event that consumed my life for a month.

(And YES. I still call it soccer. Any Brits/Irish/Aussies/Kiwis/etc. who want to correct me can stick it up their ass. I'm American and I speak American English even if I have to live here in Europe in England's back yard. Deal with it. Oof. Correct my Spanish and I'll thank you, correct my English and you better watch for my fist... I've been in Europe too long.)


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