It was a full weekend. I took Friday off to increase my sports spectatorship time. Beat the hell out of watching the anarcho-tots pretend to represent anything (or nothing rather being black garbed nihilists). As far as that bit of action went, it was Police 900 and Anarcho-tots zero. And perhaps Canadian rights zero as well.
- Nice to see that Obama learned his lesson and has moved on to a better class of beer when making international bets. After Mr. Harper brilliantly leveraged that thrilling prize of Molson Canadian for himself last winter, the actual exchange of hometown craft beers between the US and UK has got me verklempt.
- The English speaking nations had a poor weekend on the pitch. England was rightly thumped by Germany in a game that pointed out that stacking a team with old guys as well as a set of back that like to play forward a lot is no way to take on ruthless Teutonic efficiency. Thank god I made myself a good breakfast as there was no other reason to be up on Sunday morning.
- Ghana looked good beating the US, Uruguay’s winning goal was the best of the tournament so far. High hopes today for the Netherlands.
- The Sox have continued to creep up in the standings after taking the series in San Fran. Jays TV coverage of the Phillies series was embarassing, the fawning talk of Halladay being like a dullard bragging about his hot ex-girlfriend who dumped him.
Surely there must be more. Like the NBA draft and the Syracuse stars. No time. Gotta go.
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