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Posts tagged World Cup

2010 FIFA World Cup: Soccer and Sex

Thanks to Clint Eastwood’s most recent film, Invictus, millions of people around the world – many of whom, both in and outside of South Africa, were previously unaware of and/or indifferent to the 1995 Rugby World Cup – now know the story of how Nelson Mandela harnessed the universal language of sport to preach transformation [...]

The Only Match That Matters

ABC will air the final game of the World Cup today at 2 pm ET. Does that mean we'll have to endure breaks for ads during play?
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The Crosses of St George Are Flying All Around Me

If you thought Vindaloo was bad ...

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Vindaloo

Because you know you want to watch it again.

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And a Bucket of Vindaloo

I've been saving up this bit of business until the Americans moved into the Round of 16. But we don't have to worry about that any more now, do we?

You can grab a recipe for Vindaloo here.

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About That World Cup

Four years ago, almost to the day, I was swigging down an Asahi at my local, minding my own business, when thousands of UK football fans showed up in Tokyo for the 2002 FIFA World Cup. Long story short, I spent the next several weeks glued to the tube (at my local, of course), enjoying what has become my second favorite spectator sport. So addicted I became to the pastime you Americans call "soccer," that I took a very expensive Shinkansen trip to Osaka to see Senegal and Turkey in the quarters.

To many of my European and Aussie mates' chagrin, the Americans did very well in 2002. So well, that I made a bet that the U.S. would at least make it to the quarters in 2006. Now that we're here and I see that our team is part of Group E, I'm not so sure.

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