I don't always see eye to eye with you sparties but whoever made this sign is reading my mail. pic.twitter.com/maIWRP91lf
— Mark Piebenga (@wikipiebenga) November 8, 2014
Which domestic league is best represented in the World Cup as it progresses? Feast your eyes!
The irrepressably-enjoyable Rog Bennett of Men in Blazers has been all over this but in the anxious run-up to US-Portugal on Sunday, it’s fun to review how despite Hondouras’ tough losses, the CONCACAF teams are doing unbelievably well! Costa Rica with six points are you kidding me? Mexico holds Brazil? Wow.
It fled my recollection, but I know I looked up the acronym at some point, and it felt like this scrappy display from the top three teams in international football’s longest weirdest-titled body merits some love for our crazy confed. (The second best name in my book is CONMEBOL, third is OFC, O for Oceania. I told a buddy recently about Mexico squeaking into the World Cup via a two leg playoff with the winner from Oceania and he laughed out loud, “Do they play Atlantis?” Unbeatable because they’re impossible to find.)
The most sticktuitive lil confed’s acronym stands for the much too-logical (if slightly odd grammatically) “the Confederation of North, Central American and Caribbean Island Association Football.”
CONCACAFés all ’round!
In the wake of their 5-1 drubbing by der Nederlanden in the group opener, hard-luck (or just bad?) Spanish/Real Madrid goalkeeper Iker Casillas has claimed that their next game against Chile is ‘life or death.’
Currently Colombia is playing Greece, bringing to mind the tragic 1994 death of Colombian defender Andrés Escobar. His own-goal against the United States lead in part to a 2-1 loss in the World Cup that year, which likely lead to him being shot to death by a bodyguard of a cartel leader.
Colombia 1994 and Spain 2014 are more than a little different, but even still, hopefully Casillas is dead wrong.
Firstly, I recently came across an article titled:
which made me laugh out loud real hard.
While I fully recognize that I am late to the party on this one (Paul Doyle has been saying this for a long time), I am establishing my own internet date-stamped belief that Belgium is going to do very well in the World Cup. I suppose some kind of quarter- or semi-final appearance perhaps?
They murdalized their qualifying group in Europe (tough place to play though their group was not).
I would consider myself to have a passing fascination with world soccer. I divert more attention than necessary or appropriate, but am far from an expert. But reading over the Belgian national team roster, names jump out that are among the European elite.
For those too lazy to clink a link: Christian Benteke, Mousa Dembélé, Marouane Fellaini, Eden Hazard, Vincent Kompany, Romelu Lukaku, Thomas Vermaelen. Jan Vertonghen. Plus a bunch of cats we ain’t never heard of yet.
Don’t sleep on Belgium!
but the spam-bots are getting PRETTY sophisticated. Just found this in the ol’ attempted comments filter from a “Mary Salas”:
The very heart of your writing while appearing reasonable originally, did not really settle perfectly with me after some time. Somewhere within the paragraphs you actually were able to make me a believer unfortunately only for a very short while. I however have a problem with your leaps in logic and one would do well to help fill in those gaps. If you actually can accomplish that, I would certainly be fascinated.
I feel like this is so general, only small changes could make it sound like a break-up:
The very heart of you, while appearing reasonable originally, did not really settle perfectly with me after some time. Somewhere within you actually were able to make me a believer unfortunately only for a very short while. I however have a problem with your leaps in logic and you would do well to help fill in those gaps. If you actually can accomplish that, I would certainly be fascinated.
Plagued by groin, abdominal and hip issues, [Miguel] Cabrera still delivered a three-run double in the eighth inning Wednesday to help Detroit (74-52) even this three-game set with a 7-1 victory.
“I was pleased with his health,” Tigers manager Jim Leyland said.
Playing the Herpsichord
The Sins of the Father
Uncle John’s Band (“band” pronounced “van”)