A Scouser to the rescue!
According to a newspaper report a poll reveals that only six percent of people in the USA are closely following the world cup. Seventy five percent show no interest at all, and nineteen percent don't know if they are following it or not. I'm sure the six percent consist of Hispanic's, those like me that were born in other countries, and some of the employees at Nike. The seventy five percent are working their arses off and can't see past the next pay check, and the nineteen percent are still trying to figure out the question and would like it to be repeated.
If not for Nike, my brothers emails from Birkenhead, and the Tranmere and Non-trfc email lists my world cup experience would be a lonely one. My son phoned me yesterday saying: "I see your boys are doing well." He said that he had planned on driving up from Eugene to watch the quarter final game on Saturday with me, but he had to change his plans. He said that should England reach it, nothing would stop him from watching the cup final with me, and he assured me that as the competition reached its climax he can detect a growing interest amongst the people in Eugene.
The competition is in deed at its more interesting stage.
Like everyone else I have not been filled with admiration by Englands performances, and if my life depended on a prediction I would probably go for Argentina, or Germany, or maybe even France, and what about Brazil, who knows when they will decide to turn it on. I can only be thankful that I don't have to make such a prediction because this world cup is still up for grabs. It's still anybodies guess, and, with the exception of Argentina playing well, and England playing awful, the best teams in the world have consistently been inconsistent.
I can easily see the possibility of Argentina and Brazil coming unstuck in the next round. Germany and France are picking up a lot of steam and could easily go all the way. On the other hand...
"You have to be big and tough to survive on these mean streets. The day his son was born, Wayne's father - thrilled by his son's huge hands and ears - cried out: "Look! We've got ourselves a prizefighter!" The Rooney clan with its working class, Irish-Catholic roots had produced another slugger." From Der Speigel: "Britains Back Street Boy." (Link below)
I just watched the Wayne Rooney press conference on Sky Sports via the Fox Soccer Channel, and it amused me to think that England's hopes are resting on a young Scouser with Irish roots that can't put four words together without saying "erm". "It's like, erm, I see myself, erm as erm part of the erm team, like." He says while scratching his head.
Don't get me wrong, it doesn't really matter that Rooney can't speak very well because he's got the ability to communicate sheer poetry with his feet and from the size of his heart. It's also amusing that it's obvious just by looking at him one can tell that Rooney has a lot of Irish blood, hence the tag potato face on the non-trfc list, but none of that matters to anyone, least of all to Rooney. For a lad that didn't get to kiss the blarney stone and get the gift of the gab, he seems to be communicating very well about what England need to do to win this world cup; and the way he teamed up with Nike to create that poster of him roaring like a warrior with Englands George Cross painted, still wet and shiny red, on his body says it all. For England to win this world cup they will need to feel the spirit that Rooney and Nike have tried to communicate. It's fair to say that Nike have ulterior motives, but can anyone say the same about Wayne Rooney?
No matter what happens in this world cup, be it a huge England victory, or just another case of mis-placed hope, I will always remember it as the Wayne Rooney world cup. He epitomizes Englands only chance.
England should not be playing in their white home shirts against Portugal, they should be playing in George Cross red shirts, red shorts, red socks and black boots. England needs to see and play in red and forecast death to the opposition with their show no mercy black boots. England is not Brazil, and they never will be, but England does have a talent that the Brazilian's will never have. England has pluck and grit, England has a stubborn streak, and England has a history of digging deep when the situation needs it, just like Rooney dug deep within himself to regain his fitness. It will take all of that and a wee bit more for England to win the world cup, but if they do win it through pluck and true grit, oh how much sweeter the victory will be.
The victory will be life inspiring, it will be a victory that touches us all at our deepest levels, it will give hope to a lot of bad speakers, and it will make a lot of English people cry, and lets face it, the English need to get the ability to cry. No more of this stiff upper lip crap, crying is natural, like, and erm, it kind of, erm gives a release, like.
Come on England, just do it, just get mad and see red, do it for ones own pride, but most of all do it for INGERLAND, and if you can't quite get inspired to do it then let the dreaded Scouser show you how.
http://service.spiegel.de/cache/international/spiegel/0,1518,417769,00.html
If not for Nike, my brothers emails from Birkenhead, and the Tranmere and Non-trfc email lists my world cup experience would be a lonely one. My son phoned me yesterday saying: "I see your boys are doing well." He said that he had planned on driving up from Eugene to watch the quarter final game on Saturday with me, but he had to change his plans. He said that should England reach it, nothing would stop him from watching the cup final with me, and he assured me that as the competition reached its climax he can detect a growing interest amongst the people in Eugene.
The competition is in deed at its more interesting stage.
Like everyone else I have not been filled with admiration by Englands performances, and if my life depended on a prediction I would probably go for Argentina, or Germany, or maybe even France, and what about Brazil, who knows when they will decide to turn it on. I can only be thankful that I don't have to make such a prediction because this world cup is still up for grabs. It's still anybodies guess, and, with the exception of Argentina playing well, and England playing awful, the best teams in the world have consistently been inconsistent.
I can easily see the possibility of Argentina and Brazil coming unstuck in the next round. Germany and France are picking up a lot of steam and could easily go all the way. On the other hand...
"You have to be big and tough to survive on these mean streets. The day his son was born, Wayne's father - thrilled by his son's huge hands and ears - cried out: "Look! We've got ourselves a prizefighter!" The Rooney clan with its working class, Irish-Catholic roots had produced another slugger." From Der Speigel: "Britains Back Street Boy." (Link below)
I just watched the Wayne Rooney press conference on Sky Sports via the Fox Soccer Channel, and it amused me to think that England's hopes are resting on a young Scouser with Irish roots that can't put four words together without saying "erm". "It's like, erm, I see myself, erm as erm part of the erm team, like." He says while scratching his head.
Don't get me wrong, it doesn't really matter that Rooney can't speak very well because he's got the ability to communicate sheer poetry with his feet and from the size of his heart. It's also amusing that it's obvious just by looking at him one can tell that Rooney has a lot of Irish blood, hence the tag potato face on the non-trfc list, but none of that matters to anyone, least of all to Rooney. For a lad that didn't get to kiss the blarney stone and get the gift of the gab, he seems to be communicating very well about what England need to do to win this world cup; and the way he teamed up with Nike to create that poster of him roaring like a warrior with Englands George Cross painted, still wet and shiny red, on his body says it all. For England to win this world cup they will need to feel the spirit that Rooney and Nike have tried to communicate. It's fair to say that Nike have ulterior motives, but can anyone say the same about Wayne Rooney?
No matter what happens in this world cup, be it a huge England victory, or just another case of mis-placed hope, I will always remember it as the Wayne Rooney world cup. He epitomizes Englands only chance.
England should not be playing in their white home shirts against Portugal, they should be playing in George Cross red shirts, red shorts, red socks and black boots. England needs to see and play in red and forecast death to the opposition with their show no mercy black boots. England is not Brazil, and they never will be, but England does have a talent that the Brazilian's will never have. England has pluck and grit, England has a stubborn streak, and England has a history of digging deep when the situation needs it, just like Rooney dug deep within himself to regain his fitness. It will take all of that and a wee bit more for England to win the world cup, but if they do win it through pluck and true grit, oh how much sweeter the victory will be.
The victory will be life inspiring, it will be a victory that touches us all at our deepest levels, it will give hope to a lot of bad speakers, and it will make a lot of English people cry, and lets face it, the English need to get the ability to cry. No more of this stiff upper lip crap, crying is natural, like, and erm, it kind of, erm gives a release, like.
Come on England, just do it, just get mad and see red, do it for ones own pride, but most of all do it for INGERLAND, and if you can't quite get inspired to do it then let the dreaded Scouser show you how.
http://service.spiegel.de/cache/international/spiegel/0,1518,417769,00.html
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