And so it begins. A million people, I estimate, will be writing a billion articles on the World Cup. But, you will find mine only here. And on the website of the paper I work for. But, to maintain the figleaf of anonymity, I don’t link the two.
The world cup, as in the matches, have started on a discordant, ear-splitting, atmosphere-destroying note. I have written about this before here, and as always, my prophetic vision comes to pass. Or, in this case to ear.
The vuvuzela is making watching the matches on TV a pathetic experience. Truly sad.
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