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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

The Swedish Chef Returns and why Soccor sucks

I finally got a job about 2 weeks ago. I start on the 10th and will be the new cold kitchen manager of the Mötesplats restarant inside the Clinical research center of the Malmo Hospital complex. The best part is that, unlike 99% of the chefs of the world, I will have nights and weekends free. The small downside is that I will have to wake up around 5 am 5 days a week, but that is indeed a small price to pay.

Moving on...

Why soccer...ahem FOOTBALL is cool.



Why soccer sucks



I tried to give soccer the benefit of the doubt. I went with Elisabet to a friends house to watch my first full soccer match. It was Sweden vs. Portugal and I really wanted to like it. Two things cemented my hatred for the sport.
1. The typical American reasoning that it was a 0-0 game which is about as entertaining to watch as paint dry.
2. Every player had perfectly styled hair.

Sports and dirtiness go hand in hand. I dont want to watch a bunch of male models running around acting like horse weeners. I mean you have a sport that seems to embrace the idea of rewarding the players who act like the biggests nancie boys. You dont see that sort of display in American Football as the player would get laughed out of the stadium for being a poof.

In short, soccer is a sport that embraces flopping and diving, that uses more styling gel then the cast of Grease, and has no real competative spirit as seen in the lack of overtime in a 0-0 game.

While I do understand the last part as playing a soccer match until a point is scored would make even the most die hard fan look at his watch and wonder if they dont have something better to do.

Oh, I must say I actually liked watching they guys we were with playing FIFA 08 as there isnt a button to take a dive and they actually scored some goals.

Free at last, Free at last...

I couldnt sleep last night. I tossed and turned thinking of the world I would wake up to the next morning. I must say that I let out the most gratifying sigh of relief when I was woken up at 6AM to confirm that the United States was indeed able to take a step towards becoming, once again, the country it once was.

This is the first time in my memory that I do not feel a certain amount of shame in calling myself an American.

I am proud to say "YES WE CAN!"











Yeah I cried a bit, wanna fight about it?