Even the French announcers agree. "Inexcusable! Impardonnable!" And out went Zidane.
Anyway, Les Bleus had to play in white today. The announcers grumbled about having to say Allez, les blancs!. Otherwise, today's commentary was really fannish. They yelled "Woo!" and "Ai-yi-yi!" and "Oy-yoy-yoy!" and "Oh-la-la!" They admired the pretty French girls at the stadium. They mercilessly noted each and every foul committed by the Italian players. On occasion, they broke into spontaneous song.
I still haven't figured that out.
Then, during lulls in the action, they read their fan mail. It seems I'm not the only one watching the games in French purely for the wacky commentary. One viewer in Charleston (in French, that's pronounced Shar-les-tohn) even wrote in to tell them how much she liked the Oh-la-la's.
And now it's all over for another four years. Oz is saying, "You know, we could follow soccer when it's not the World Cup."
153 words | July 9, 2006 10:41 PM | Real true story