Big Games!
USA rocked it yesterday in the World Cup, nearly causing me cardiac arrest. This morning the Azzuri play, go Italia!
By the way, I was talking to a (teenage) girl the other day and she asked me who, other than America, I root for in the World Cup, and I said, “Italy!” and she said, “Yeah, Italian guys are hot.” I’m pretty sure she was talking about me. (Cause, you know, I’m hot.)
So I am loving the World Cup, hating the vuvuzelas. Like seriously, can someone destroy the things already?