World Cup, 6/16
Argentina's Esteban Cambiasso, left, celebrates with teammate Maxi Rodriguez.
(AP Photo/Mark J. Terrill)
Holland def. Ivory Coast, 2-1: Looked like a Dutch blowout with two quick goals around the 25th minute by Van Persie and Van Nistelrooy. Then the Coast scored, and really played better ball during the second half. Lots of chances to equalize. None materialized. Not sure about Holland just yet. The match against Argentina next week ought to be a dandy.
NED striker Ruud Van Nistelrooy celebrates his team's 2-1 win.
(AP Photo/Baz Czerwinski)
Soccer chicks are good for the soul.
(AP Photo/Thomas Kienzle)
*Mexico and Angola, 0-0: Pretty boring game to me. Mexico was great against Iran, then lost Jared Borgetti, the great Bolton striker, to a thigh injury. Without him, Mexico lacks creativity. They wanted Marquez to be the guy today. He clearly isn't that kind of player. Good for Angola, though. They gave it hell, no doubt.
*Sounds like ENG striker Wayne Rooney, who returned to play on Thursday after a two-month absence, may be a starter for the Brits' game against Sweden next week. I'd sit Crouch. Owen is a better player, though I'm open to people who say Owen hasn't played well lately. I agree.
*Funny how Foudy and Wynalda NOW have decided Roo's return affected the Brits yesterday. Really? Ya think?
*Speaking of that, Foudy and Wynalda are getting old for me. I love some drama, believe me, but not like this. I'm not sure they're completely aware of what's going on. Arguing over a goal's aesthetic quality is dumb. It's a goal. Stop analyzing it like a painting. Dude crossed, dude headed, other dude missed. Period.
Ankle update ...
Still on painkillers. I can move around the house now on crutches, which is an improvement. I'm an active person. Lying around in bed is not my idea of fun.
Here's what I look like now:
This is what progress looks like.
I go in for a legit cast on Monday. I'll haggle with Dr. Mattox and aim for a weight-bearing cast. He'll probably deny that, but I'll be persistent. I want to make progress -- or at least feel like I'm making progress.
*When I came out of surgery on Monday, the nurse said my breath smelled like anesthetic. Wow. What the hell is that? I guess I was on the strong stuff.
*It was weird looking at my face in the mirror after surgery -- and seeing tape residue near my mouth. That was from the breathing tube. I, uh, don't remember that part.
*Speaking of stuff I don't remember: I get into the OR, I move myself to the actual operating table. That's a wrap. I don't remember counting, talking to anyone, nada. Bizarre. I was telling the gasman in pre-op that I'd recite "Money For Nothing" lyrics after he put the real anesthetic in my IV. Said I could get to the chorus -- at least. I failed. Hell, did I even start?