World Cup for the girls?

Sometimes, I find it odd hearing girls talk ever so passionately about soccer.

Especially when they know nothing much about the game, and yet they talk as if they know the world of it.

I do not mean that soccer is a men’s game and only men have the right to comment and criticize. There are girls who know their stuff too.

But it just somehow feels weird to see girls who know nuts about the meaning of off-side, the number of players and referees in a match etc, behave like they grew up watching soccer.

The words simply sound foreign.

It’s like a little girl trying to put on her mother’s heels and lipstick, and attempting to look like an adult.

It just does not fit.

This may sound harsh and critical, but people who try too hard and make a fool of themselves only appear pathetic.

Of course, it is the World Cup fever right now, and everywhere you hear conversations on how Germany has the highest chances to snatch the top spot, how Brazil will end up having a tough fight, and what a pity it was for Argentina.

You would be a frog living in a well if you do not catch up on the current sittings of the game the whole world is looking at.

Since the beginning of the World Cup, I have only watched one match—England’s first match against Paraguay. England’s fate is the only one I have interest in, for practical reasons being it the only team where I know of more than five players.

The soccer fever has not caught on me yet, and I doubt the feeling is going to come any time soon, though I might try to catch the finals, just to be in the sync of it all.

I wonder how some girls can suddenly feel so fanatical about a game they watch only once in four years. To please their husbands and boyfriends? To keep up with the craze? Not to feel left out? Or for plain amusement?

Anyway, for most, it’s just pure entertainment watching the World Cup. It’s perfectly fine and healthy for girls to sit back, relax and watch the game with the male comrades, just do yourself a favour, don’t make silly comments.