Monday, June 25, 2018
Germany 2, Sweden 1, Me 0
I don't want to be full of hate. I don't want a World Cup full of villains and heroes. I already have this in Politics. I don't need it to overwhelm soccer, especially if the villains are all going to win and the heroes are all going to lose.
If I had to pick any team I was rooting against, above all others, it was surely Germany. So it was an early joy to see them lose to a favorite of mine, Mexico. But also, as the first round developed, I found a new loathing for all the stifling, defensive play of the Northern teams; Iceland, Switzerland, and yes, Sweden. So when it came time for Germany vs. Sweden I just wanted everyone to lose.
I certainly didn't want to hate watch a game. So I didn't watch it.
Except it's The World Cup. The World Cup. This happens only once every four years!
So I did watch it a little.
I wanted Germany to lose. Nothing was working out for them. Sweden scored. I was tolerating Sweden on this basis; the enemy of my enemy is my friend. But Sweden couldn't even do that right. They tried to play stultifying, desperate, defensive soccer. But its first round luster had worn off. Germany, with only ten men, still managed to sweep over them by, get this, trying to actually score.
They had the audacity to try and score!
Hats off, reluctantly, to Germany.
I don't want to talk about Sweden.
If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all except "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Which, I think, speaks volumes.