This web journal has been silent for a while now because I have been on complete sports overload. The past month has easily been the best, most entertaining sports month ever for me.

Oh World Cup! I was excited for the finals starting back in May. Tiffany and I caught the opening match at a bar in Aruba as we waited for American Airlines to deliver our mis-handled luggage and since then, it has been 29 days of delirious football. Two friends snagged tickets to the USA v CZE match in the early days and made a trip of it. And not only did they manage to get game and plane tickets, they also had their photos taken by FIFA and were made Photos of the Day!

Lawrence and Christina. Not only are they an amazing couple but also very talented face-paint artists!

Team USA, alas, could not even muster a win, Nederland could not make it pass the round of 16, but Deutchland has been such a bright spot for me, even if they did not make it to the finals.

On the eve of the final match between Italy and France, I find myself rooting for Les Bleus. It pains me to root for the French but allez Les Bleus, may you ride Zidane’s shiny balding halo and Thierry Henry’s exuberance to a victory over those diving divos, the Italians. (Yes, the Italian team has played exceptionally well this entire tournament but that doesn’t mean I have to like them. Not even a little bit.)

Geht Deutchland!

20 days of cycling fury started off with such controversy. I woke up the morning of June 30th, tea in hand, checking the news and I nearly flipped the mug over when I saw the headlines of Ullrich, Basso, Mancebo out, all out, along with dozens of others. With Operation Puerto and the chaotic crashes in the first week (Bobby Julich’s epic wipeout during today’s individual time trial looked super scary), the field is wide open. Very very exciting. OLN’s television ratings for the month of July must be atleast triple it’s average viewership.

There has also been tennis. Federer and Nadal face off in tomorrow’s Wimbledon final, a rematch of the French Open, though I suspect the result this time around will be different. My favorite Federer-related story has to be from the 2005 tournament. Andy Roddick was bounced by Federer and was asked during the post-game press conference what he could have done to beat the Swiss player. His answer was as golden as it was grumpy: “I don’t know, punch him in the face?”

The Baseball All-Star break is upon us, with the Yankees limping into the the mid-season. Argh.

So many sporting events, so little time. Thank heavens for my DVR cable box: the $8.95/month fee I pay has been totally worth it this month.