Yes! The Netherlands wins!
For those of you who might not have noticed, I am not entirely mad about the World Cup. But that might've changed this afternoon, when a glorious little nation best known for wooden shoes and hash bars asserted its dominance on the "pitch," earning the right to play Sunday for (truly) a world championship.
The Netherlands!
I am officially on the bus. These guys ride bikes as a primary mode of transportation, have legalized pot and prostitution, and gave the world Vincent Van Gogh. Now, they KICK ASS at soccer. What's not to like here? It's like rooting for the Packers, if the Packers were all eco-friendly, socially liberal Deadheads!
It's an easy call. Their opponent in the finals will be either Spain--the country that brought European diseases to the New World--or Germany, about whom not enough white space exists here for me to list all of their transgressions against the civilized world.
Join me on Sunday in raising my hash pipe high into the air as I launch into a boisterous chorus of all 15 stanzas of "Het Wilhelmus" (OK, that their national anthem is 15 stanzas long may not necessarily be the coolest thing......but then, I've sat through a 35-minute "Dark Star" and not had a problem with it.....) and root, root, root for the Dutch team!
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