I couldn't care less about soccer. I went to one game at RFK, once, when my wife's company scored some free tickets, and understand why the announcers get so excited when a goal is scored: it's an uncommonly boring game.
But I must confess to an undue amount of satisfaction that American ally Italy won soccer's World Cup over those cheese-eating surrender monkeys in France.
It belies the notion that there ain't no justice.
