Instead of sensibly getting more sleep or working on my magnum opus, I shuffle to bed very late catching up on all things World Cup. There's been no shortage of drama. Not just Ronaldo flakiness, the Togo team threatening boycott, the French underperforming, and the Italians fouling and elbowing McBride's pretty nose(only 3 stitches), but a truly atrocious Peter Crouch hair pulling incident last week. Trinidad and Tobago really truly were done wrong by the British when the two meter asparagus yanked Sancho's dreadlocks to score a desperate dubious goal 82nd minutes in to the game. As the referee didn't see it so the goal is allowed to stand. Sancho continues to have the worst time ever as he scored against his own team for Paraguay even though he totally tied his dreads neatly with a rubber band for the next game. Poor guy.

Taeguk Warriors still do the Red Devils proud. Clees and I wore our "Be the Reds" shirts for the France vs South Korea game. I don't think C is true Red Devil as he put on his shirt only at the 80th minute and was tut tutting the lost French goal.