Category: World Cup (Page 2 of 7)

Daniel Tosh’s rant about soccer

On his show, Tosh.0, comedian Daniel Tosh laid down a nice rant about soccer.

Nothing can help me care about soccer. Oh, ‘it’s the most popular sport in the world.’ Probably because it’s cheap to play. It costs a ball. Once every four years, America pretends to care about it. And yes, I call it ‘soccer.’ Don’t correct me because I don’t care what they call it in other lands — I speak America.

Sorry world, we already have football and it’s way better. It’s supposed to be played by 300 pound men eight seconds at a time, not five-foot, six-inch fairies lightly jogging for three hours, or however long your game is…buy a scoreboard!

It’s hard for me to get into a sport that I mastered at the age of seven. Excuse me for not being able to get revved up for this corner kick that never works. Hooray! The game ends without a single goal. I want to kill myself when an NBA team doesn’t break a hundred. That’s because you don’t get a free taco.

Maybe there would be more scoring if they weren’t flopping all of the time. And hooligans, instead of killing players that screwed up, murder the ones that fall down crying because their toe got stepped on.

The only good thing about soccer is the movie “Ladybugs.” That’s a classic. Don’t try to re-do it, Hollywood. I love women’s soccer. It’s a beautiful game, and America is actually good at it. Probably because we’re the only country that allows women to wear shorts.

It’s nice to have an activity that terrorist countries can excel at. Enjoy your 15 minutes, Algeria. Then go back to being number one at car bombs. But just know that the only reason you’re beating us is because our best athletes are busy playing real sports. You think LeBron James might make an okay goalie? Oh, and good move, giving us Beckham ten years past his prime. That really panned out.

Funny, funny, funny. But I still say soccer is more entertaining than baseball.

Remember, when celebrating a third place victory, celebrate carefully

When fans decided to celebrate Germany’s third place finish in this year’s FIFA World Cup, they took to the streets by driving around waiving their country’s flag in utter splendor and jubilation. It was a fun day had by all.

Well, all except for this guy, whose buddy forgot he was still sitting on the back of his car when the a-hole decided to speed up:

Not only did he fall off the back of the car, but his buddy also left him standing there and he got laughed at by a bunch of chicks. That’s a triple-whammy of embarrassment right there.

I’d hate to see how fans in Spain celebrated.

Iker Casillas kisses reporter…

…which turned out to be his girlfriend.

At first, I thought this was another case of a high-on-adrenalin/alcohol celebrity overstepping his bounds a la Adrien Brody’s planting a kiss on Halle Berry after winning an Oscar or Joe Namath telling Suzy Kolber he just wanted to kiss her on the Jets sideline. But Spanish goalkeeper Iker Casillas and reporter Sara Carbanero have been dating for a while, so Casillas closed the interview with a kiss.

Watch for a strange moment at 0:25 where they both seem to choke up a little.

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