Today, I'll be donning my nacho hat, filling the brim with chilli, sour-cream and guacamole, sitting down with a six-pack of weak, tasteless lager and shouting "USA! USA! USA!" at my television, because I'm plumping for Bill Bradley's Stateside soccerball superstars to put the cat amongst the pigeons in the Group C opener by beating England at odds of 11-2.
It would be disingenuous of me to pretend that this decision is not partly based on this petty Irishman's desire to to see England get beaten, but I genuinely believe the USA will get a result.
[/quote]Today, I'll be donning my nacho hat, filling the brim with chilli, sour-cream and guacamole, sitting down with a six-pack of weak, tasteless lager and shouting "USA! USA! USA!" at my television, because I'm plumping for Bill Bradley's Stateside soccerball superstars to put the cat amongst the pigeons in the Group C opener by beating England at odds of 11-2.
It would be disingenuous of me to pretend that this decision is not partly based on this petty Irishman's desire to to see England get beaten, but I genuinely believe the USA will get a result.
[/quote]Who with the what now?Today, I'll be donning my nacho hat, filling the brim with chilli, sour-cream and guacamole, sitting down with a six-pack of weak, tasteless lager and shouting "USA! USA! USA!" at my television, because I'm plumping for Bill Bradley's Stateside soccerball superstars to put the cat amongst the pigeons in the Group C opener by beating England at odds of 11-2.
It would be disingenuous of me to pretend that this decision is not partly based on this petty Irishman's desire to to see England get beaten, but I genuinely believe the USA will get a result.