Desmond and the Post World Cup Finals.

There you have it. The Picture with four words that speaks a thousand words. I can't believe I watched the entire match, except for that few minutes during which the goal was scored. (No one coerced me into spectator-ship). Of course I feel like going on a whine-fest about how I missed the goal, but when I consider how sucky the Dutch must be feeling right now, I thank God for an innate tendency to compare myself with others. Which, in this instance, works to my benefit.

I was rooting for the Orange uniforms of the Netherlands--and that might be a little more literal than you think--so I was a little bummed that they lost. But I'm glad that it was to Spain, because these Spaniards have never won the World Cup, and frankly, I'm an underdog person. Glad to see a new winner of the Cup as opposed to the usual suspects.

What a great World Cup of insane matches and upsets. I'll catch You in 4 years' time.