What do I know about sports? Nothing. But even I have this one figured out:
Don't stamp on your opponent ...in front of the referee.
You could use these 11 filmed seconds of such a stamping (below) to teach psychology or theology,
they so beautifully capture a demonstration of our all-too-human capacity to act against our own best interests.
(Listen to the reporter's comment: "That is..." you feel he wanted to finish, "one stupid fuck.")
The Brazilian stamper was red-carded (thrown out of the game, with no replacement allowed), and the Netherlands sailed on to win.
"Brazil's Felipe Melo Stamps on Arjen Robben of the Netherlands"
I am having so much fun watching some of the World Cup games at Global Market. Sometimes friends meet me there.
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Watching, watching, watching ... finally cheering or crying. Soccer gives you enough time for dinner, talk and drinks. Have fun!
And there was his thigh in red - it had to be kicked, that's all.
This reminds me of Jim Carrey's stand-up Unnatural wherein he talks about freak impulses:
"should I stick my fingers into the fan, or leave the room right now?"
. . . then the fielded chap starts writhing like he's been disemboweled, wfs.
MRET: "wfs".... took me a minute to decode that.
WILLIAM FUCKING SHATNER!
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