I watched a soccer game on Wednesday, while I was waiting about an hour for my fried chain-restaurant meal. I generally don't like spectator sports, except hockey and minor league baseball. Why did I watch this soccer game? Like a tray of donuts, it was there staring at me, and I had nothing better to do. It was more interesting than golf or NASCAR.
Portugal played Denmark. I rooted for Denmark because I like Danish cartoonists.
Soccer involves a lot of running around on a huge green lawn back and forth for a long period of time. When someone scores a goal, it's huge, because there are so few goals scored in any soccer game.
I would pay good money to watch 400-pound American football players play a full game of European soccer. I don't think they could handle all the running.
One unfortunate Danish player got kicked in the forehead by a Portugese player. This is apparently legal if the ball is somehow involved; it means the guy's head just got in between the man's foot and the ball. I was unsettled watching this unfortunate athlete in peak physical condition trying to blink away the effects of his semi-concussion.
Denmark lost. I was disappointed. Is this the Buffalo sports curse? Will any team I root for lose?
The restaurant was Poor Richard's, by the way. If there is a significant difference between Poor Richard's and Friday's or Applebee's or any number of these very similar chain restaurants, I don't really see what that difference is. I'd really rather eat at a mom & pop outfit.
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