10 posts tagged “world cup”
Every good drama needs an epilogue and the World Cup is no exception. Luckily, the French have a great capacity to laugh at themselves (and anyone else who happens to be in the way) and a couple of guys have come up with a very danceable song parody for the Zidane head-butting incident. Of course a song wasn’t enough. They also needed a video:
Cute, you say, but I don't speak French. What the hell are they saying?
Here are the french lyrics (with a little translation on the side)
Coup de Boule (Head butt)
Attention c'est la danse du Coup de Boule! (Watch out, it's the head-butt dancing song!)
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Coup de boule à droite (head butt to the right)
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Coup de boule à gauche (head butt to the left)
Coup de boule, coup de bouleAllez les bleus! (Go Blues)
Allez, (Go!)
Zidane il a frappé, Zidane il a tapé (Coup de boule!)* 4x (Zidane he struck, Zidane he hit)Le rital, il a eu mal (The wop he got it bad)
Zidane il a frappé (Zidane struck him)
l'Italien ne va pas bien (The Italian isn't feeling well)
Zidane il a tapé (Zidane hit him)
L'arbitre l'a vu à la télé (The ref saw it all on TV)
Zidane il a frappé (Zidane struck him)
Mais la coupe on l'a ratée (And we lost the cup)
On a quand même bien rigolé (Nevertheless we had a good laugh)Zidane il a frappé, Zidane il a tapé (Coup de boule!) 4x
Trezeguet n'a pas joué (Tray-zay-gay he didn't play)
Quand il a joué il a raté (When he played he failed)
Il a tout fait capoté (He totally fucked it up)
La coupe on l'a ratée (He lost the Cup)
Barthez n'a rien arreté (Barthez didn't stop a thing)
C'est pourtant pas compliqué (It's really not that complicated)
Les sponseurs sont tous fâchés (The sponsors are mad)
Mais Chirac a bien parlé (But Chirac said nice things)Zidane il a frappé, Zidane il a tapé (Coup de boule!) 4x
Attention c'est la danse du Coup de Boule!
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Coup de boule à droite (head butt to the right)
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Coup de boule à gauche (head butt to the left)
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Coup de boule avant (head butt to the front)
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Coup de boule arrière (head butt to the back)
Coup de boule, coup de bouleEt maintenant penalty (And now the penalty)
Attention il va tirer (Watch out he's going to kick!)
un, deux, trois...c'est raté! (One, two three...he missed!)Zidane il a frappé, Zidane il a tapé (4x)
On a quand meme bien rigolé (Nevertheless we had a good laugh)
Zidane et Trezeguet (Zidane and Trezeguet)
La coupe on l'a ratée (They lost the Cup)
Zidane et Trezeguet (2x)
Et Trezeguet...et Trezeguet...et Trezeguet guet guet
Trezeguet
Coup de boule, coup de boule
et Trezeguet
Coup de boule, coup de boule
et Trezeguet
Coup de boule, coup de boule
et Trezeguet
Coup de boule, coup de boule
Trezeguet
Hey, it's the dance hit of the summer, don't be left out!
For those who follow football, and others who are simply curious to know how the head-butting incident turned out:
Zidane, Materazzi banned and fined
ZURICH, Switzerland - Zinedine Zidane was banned by FIFA for three games Thursday for head-butting Italy defender Marco Materazzi during the World Cup final. More.
Before I was breathless, now I'm speechless.
How could Zidane lose his mind like that? He was controlling the game beautifully, in his well-rehearsed role of master of ceremonies. He put in the first goal within the first 7 minutes. What a start. Then, when the whole thing was almost done, he lost his mind and fouled in a most disgraceful way.
Shocking doesn't begin to cover it. You simply don't walk up to another player, on another part of the field away from all the action, and head-butt him in the chest. Yes, I'm sure it was provoked, we could see them getting into it and exchanging words beforehand. Regardless, Zindane should have been able to keep his shit together for 10 more minutes. Then maybe they might have won.
Congratulations Italy. I was in Rome 24 years ago when you won the last time, and to this day I have never seen a party as great as the one you threw that night.
I was 18, and we were wandering around the city, looking for a late dinner. Everyone was inside and eerily quiet. The next thing I knew all of Rome was in the streets, running and cheering. At first I was petrified (what the hell is the world cup?), and then I was thrilled. That night everything was free and everyone was euphoric. I'm sure it's like that again right now. Fantastic.
Only 20 minutes until the game starts.
Phone recorder on. Check.
Front door locked. Check
Children equipped with snacks and videos to last until half time. Check. Check.
Tranquilizers for husband. Rats. I knew I forgot something. Now he's going to be watching the game from the hallway again. Biting what's left of his fingernails. Chanting periodically "Les Bleus" and cursing the ref.
It will be hard to be upset if Italy wins. They have played fabulously and deserve it as much as France. Regardless of the outcome, it will be a great game. But it would be so very, very sweet if Zidane and the others could end their career with a win, and get another star on their jersey...
You may find this hard to believe (I know I do) but this guy received a red card today for pushing during the England vs. Portugal match. Oh, and before he pushed that guy, he stepped on another fallen player's groin. Ouch. I'm sure it was an accident.
And with that, the "magic" is taken out of the world cup.
Everyone wanted Brazil to win today and the commentators were in a frenzy of anticipation of it. Brazil was "magical." Every game Brazil played was full of "magic." And every game Zidane played might be his last. Such drama. I loved it.
And at the end of the day, everyone was wrong. Brazil might be magical, but it would take more than magic to overcome their nemesis, the only team to beat them in eight YEARS.
Aside from the fact that the rules of marriage require me to cheer for France, lest I risk divorce, or at least a night on the couch, I love an underdog. France loves to be the underdog, so today's game was a marriage made in heaven. The all-stars vs. the underdogs.
Brazil has 5 stars [1] on their jerseys, France has 1 (Portugal has none and they kicked the English (who have 1) all over the stadium today).
Zidane is close to becoming the love of my life, with Thierry Henry running a close second (sorry baby). Together they are peanut butter and chocolate, rhythm and blues, yin and yang. Ok, I'm a little swept away right now. Tomorrow I will read this post and be embarrassed, but today I am thrilled.
Today's game was sweet, but not as sweet as the win over Spain. I thought I liked Spain, they are football royalty and play the game with such heart. But then I saw what their coach said. And I saw what their supporters did. And I began to despise them.
And then I heard about Thierry Henry, and what he did in the face of such personal racist behavior, and I loved him, and his team, even more.
We have no idea what to do with ourselves until Tuesday, and then Wednesday when France meets Portugal. Thank you ESPN. Your coverage commentators still suck, but we really appreciate being able to see the game in HD.
[1] for every world cup you win, you get one star, brasil has more than anyone.
Caution: world cup spoiler (that means you, Jay)
US vs. Ghana
Stupid f*cking ref.
Crap calls.
A crock of a penalty kick that cost us the game.
Compounded by the fact that Ghana played great and a couple of key US players played like shit.
Too little, too late
That's it.
We're out.
27 minutes into the game and the Dutch have already scored two beautiful goals. This despite wearing uniforms that make them look remarkably like CalTrans workers. (Orange is for safety!) Who in their right mind would pick this color for the whole uniform? There is not a drop of sight-relieving white to be found. Oh the pain! Oh my eyes! On my tv the color is so blurry that the players actually look like they are on fire. Which they are. Cause they scored two goals in the first 27 minutes.
Oh look! You can BUY one of your own! Here is the marketing description:
It doesn’t get much better than the orange of Holland. The new Dutch kits are among the best in the entire World Cup. Designed by Nike with a classic retro look, you will look great wearing the same shirts as the players. Show your support for Holland today by purchasing your official World Cup jersey.
Buy one, and then if you ever have to clean up trash for the state of California, you'll be all set.
Some people like Superbowl advertising, but I love the World Cup. Here's one reason why (in two parts):
One of the nice side benefits of being married to a French guy is that we never argue about his obsession with baseball, basketball or football. Most years he doesn't even watch the Super Bowl. This means that every Sunday we have to option of actually leaving the house and doing something fun.
However every four years something happens that takes over every tv in the house (ok, we only have two) for about 30 days: The World Cup. This is just fine with me. One mega event every four years is extremely tolerable regardless of the sport.
What's nice is that I also like soccer - it's one of the few sports I kind of understand and have even played a little. Plus soccer players are pretty darn cute regardless of what country they come from. Like big blonde guys? Check out the Swedes. Prefer them closer to home? Here are the Americans (click skip this ad). And of course no one can forget the boys from Brazil.
These days we can catch most of the games on regular TV, in English. But since the American commentators are still pretty lame (according to my husband "they have no flow, no momentum and they don't even follow the ball") we end up watching most of the game in Spanish on Univision. You don't need to understand much Spanish to follow the game and the difference in game enthusiasm is huge. This was especially true today when Mexico beat Iran 3-1.
Today the American commentators (we kept switching back and forth) kept droning on about nuclear bombs, Iranian politics and how some people wanted to ban the Iranians from playing at all. How dull. I'm pretty sure that none of the Iranian athletes are nuclear engineers and since I get extremely irritated when people abroad automatically believe that I agree with my government's policies, I'm inclined to give the Iranian team a break. (Plus the Mexican team is full of prima donnas and everyone expected them to win. I love a good underdog). The Iran team played their hearts out, with nothing to lose, which usually makes for a great game.
Only 28 days left to go.
