Ah...The World Cup

Glorious day in Dublin today!

But that's enough about the weather.  Now, unless your living under a rock (and there's no WiFi under there) you will be aware that the World Cup starts today.

The World Cup of Soccer that is.  Not the World Cup of Cheese Rolling, or Kaninhop (Bunny Jumping), or Bog Snorkeling, or Cardboard Tube Dueling, or Moustache Growing.  (And yes, they are all real sports with real competitions!)

The matches start tonight, if you live in Europe, or this afternoon if you live in eh... that other place.

So, Twitter has been keeping me informed all day with predictions on who is going to beat who, who is likely to win and who I should put my hard earned cash on etc.  I haven't decided yet who I'm going to cheer for, because I'll have to wait until I see which team has the best legs...

Apparently, that's what the Daily Mail, or was it the Sun, thinks we, females, are interested in when the football is on.  They also think that we don't know what the offside rule is.  Seriously?  Of course we know what that is.  That's what happens when you are in a shoe shop and you spy a pair of shoes and somebody else spies them at the same time and you have no money and somebody has to throw you a purse with money in it and you can't move until the purse has been thrown or then the other person wins.  Correct??  Well, that's how it was explained here:

http://www.hibs.net/showthread.php?248338-How-to-explain-the-offside-rule-to-women

Although why you would be queuing up at a till to pay if you had forgotten your purse is beyond me...

Anyway, I have also been treated to a list of things I could do (if I'm female) instead of watching the World Cup, including:

Fleeing the country (what country are they not showing the World Cup in??)
Learning a language
Rent a chick flick
Join a gym

And bizarrely enough

Buy a One Direction CD and blast it to the neighbours!  (Apparently it will drive the soccer supporters away).

I have also been given some useful tips for skiving off work to watch the matches, including:

Feigning injury
Calling in sick
Find somebody to replace me (obviously a female as all the other males will be busy watching)
Invent fictional relatives who's funerals you have to go to

All of the above sounds like quite hard work to me.  It would be easier just to watch the football.  And that's exactly what I am going to do.  I'm quite looking forward to it actually!

Of course, that's nothing to do with the picture of a very handsome looking Argentinian team that was posted on Twitter a short time ago...