I watched my first World Cup game of this year’s tourney: Germany vs Cote d’ivoire. For a period and a half little Cd’I led one nil. Then Germany got their tying goal, and in stoppage time, their go-ahead score. It was a lovely and well-played game despite some German defensive sloppiness.
I rooted for Cote d’Ivoire. I have an urge to add ‘of course.’ I suppose there are people who favor the favorite, but I would guess most favor the underdog. Consider that phrase, create an image of an under-dog: chilling isn’t it? A small dog on his back, a larger dog lying on top with a grip on the underdog’s throat. I know many cheer for the expected winner; many for the competitor given less of a chance by the bettors. Americans supposedly support the underdog out of a sense of fairness, of equalizing the match with their enthusiasm and cheers. The bettors usually know better. Unless ‘you’ve got a dog in that fight,’ the American will cheer for the underdog. Good on us.
Germany got two goals from Deniz Undav, a
Stuttgart sub born in Bremen whose family is Kurdish‑Yazidi, father from southeastern Turkey and mother, northern
Syria. Thus, those hateful immigrants brought Germany its advantage. My bet is that most of Germany’s soccer fans are
MGGA’s, perhaps members of AfD, folks who are intolerant of immigration just as are our MAGAs who stupidly don't connect dots.
(While the boom of my neighbor's practice shots-on-goal echo in my ears.)
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