Wednesday, June 21, 2006  3:24 AM
World Cup fever
I love talking about football with my girls. Because when we talk football, we really go into critical analysis with squeals and big grins. It'll probably be twenty seconds about the game: Brazil vs Australia, and then it'd be the next hour about how hot/cute/gorgeous/hunky the players are.
So this World Cup, while other people are talking about the anticipated final and who will make it, or the tactics the players are using, forget it. I know nothing about tactics or even what an offside really is. Instead, all I know is -
(i) My condo has turned into some kind of clandestine World Cup club. They got a plasma (a plasma!) television in the function room just for the World Cup, when they already had a good medium-sized flat screen. I agree that it helps me eye the hotties better, but still the money could be used otherwise. Like building a spa or something. I think it's amusing how the schedule of the matches get pasted up promptly every morning without fail at the lobby of my block, and when a bunch of men start gathering around that sacred piece of paper right after.
(ii) Kaka is MINE. Even though he's married. He's undoubtedly the hottest and cutest football player this season (move over, Beckham). He is CUTECUTECUTE! And when he runs, PHWOAR. All hell just breaks loose. And so for now, I'm Brazil's biggest fan! :) Until someone cuter comes along from another team, but that seems unlikely just yet.
(iii) Iker Casillas is STILL my favourite goalkeeper. Since the last World Cup, he's still Spain's number 1 goalie and also my number 1 goalie. I remember those saves he did when they went into Spain and Korea went into a draw four years back and they had to kick the five balls in (whatever that's called, some shoot-out) Riiiighht on.
(iv) My dad pretends to be some enthusiastic football fan even though he falls asleep within the first ten minutes of every game. My uncle is even funnier. He falls asleep but when there's a goal and everyone cheers, he mumbles and pretends that he's cheering as well so that people will think that he's still awake.
(v) Roberto Carlo's calves are unusually huge, and Steven Gerrard's cute, in an alien sort of way. Ronaldo is also overweight, although adorably so, and I love how the commentators tease him about his weight and his immobility. And, Miroslav Klose continues to look like a less cute Juan Carlos Ferrero.
(vi) I still continue buying all that England merchandise even though I don't expect them to win. All I know is, their merchandise comes in nice colours, and 'footy' ultimately sounds cuter than 'fubBall' or whatever.
I only love football every four years when the World Cup season starts. At other times, they're just twenty men running after a ball.
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