Picking A Favorite Can Be Hard

So when I asked World Cup fan at work who I should root for once the United States had been eliminated (although I really wasn't all that surprised—or disappointed, really—by their failure to get out of their group; we're still years from soccer—or "football" as it's called, well, all over the rest of the world—gaining similar popularity here), she recommended Argentina.

I seemed to remember seeing hearing positive things about them.

And they're pretty good too, she told me—although she admitted believing popular favorite Brazil would probably win the whole thing, and she herself was rooting for Mexico.

Too bad about that heartbreaking, unstoppable game-winner that once again sent Mexico home early. I'm tempted to call the staff of the men's locker room at the country club I usedto work at and maybe ask them if now they're rooting for Argentina too.

And you know what? Although I was tempted to cheer for the Netherlands, I think World Cup fan really knows my own taste in soccer teams pretty well.

Of course there are some people feel the World Cup is "an excuse to exploit girls."

What? I haven't the faintest idea of what the senator is talking about.