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Anyone got a good reason to actually hate the World Cup?
Well, why does anyone hate anything? In terms of mass-marketed public entertainments, it tends to be a conflation of a mild-to-intense personal disinterest in the event itself, plus a general feeling of frustration with the baseline assumption that everyone's excited about it, to the exclusion of pretty much everything else for said event's duration. See also, Christmas, New Year, Princess Diana's funeral, the Olympics, Wimbledon, Live 8, the FA Cup, etc, etc.
Now you, Banton, presumably loved, love, and will continue to love all of these things unconditionally for the rest of your life, as is your right. And you're correct in a way - why can't everyone just be happy all the time? It's a real festival of football that's been laid on for us Englanders this summer, and what kind of a socially inadequate loser could fail to be swept away be the majesty of the spectacle of some of the world's most highly-trained, paid and, crucially, promoted athletes evah fumbling about on a lawn for an hour and a half, when they're not actively being sick on it, to what, some might say, has so far been very little effect?
The really bad kind, that's what. The kind of person who quite conceivably hasn't even ordered one of those special World Cup pizzas from Domino's yet.
Like yourself, I'm sure, I just pity those people. Mainly, and again, I'm sure, like yourself, I'm just waiting for the re-release of 'Vindaloo.'
Keith Allen's even written a new verse apparently, so on the count of three (everyone join in!);
'Vind-aloo!
Vind-aloo!
AND WE ALL LIKE VINDALOO!'
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