"Thanks! And I love Basketball!"

World Cup. Weltmeisterschaft. Greatest month of my life.

There are many names for it, but however you say it, it's incredible.

What could be better than an entire month of some of the most talented and attractive athletes on this earth going head to head in the world's most beautiful sport?

Oh. I know. How about being in Germany while it all is happening?

I hope you Americans feel really one-upped right now, because that is exactly what I was going for.

For those of you who are new to this world, let me fill you in:
EVERY SINGLE PERSON OUTSIDE THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA BASES THEIR LIFE-LONG HAPPINESS ON THE WORLD CUP.
Everyone.


I am still unsure as to how America missed this fun little boat, but after spending the extent of the world cup in a country of people who learn how to boo soccer officials before they can talk, I can promise you this...America didn't just miss the fun boat, they missed the fun ocean. And it was the Pacific Ocean. Which sucks because that is the biggest one.
A whole lot of not-fun going on there.

Proof:

Now watch this again and try and tell me that man at the end does not love his life. His team is winning, he's super drunk, and he's allowed to blow that whistle to his hearts content. Nobody's stopping him! He lives in Germany! This is the world cup! HE'S BLOWING A WHISTLE!!!

Are you starting to feel the lack of fun America?
Think about that one next time you're NOT blowing a whistle.

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Sucks doesn't it?

Well kids, I have eight more days here in the land of bread, cheese and raw meats.
Speaking of which, if I have to eat bread, cheese, or raw meat for breakfast one more time I'm going to move back to America, eat my fill of bacon and eggs, and then mail a large envelope of Anthrax to every youth hostel in Germany.
The countdown to Mexican food begins.

Katie