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First sleep fail

Last night my World Cup survival plan fell gloriously into place. I had been weighing up options of how to motivate myself to stay awake for what is, in truth, a fairly uninspiring line up of 11pm kickoffs during this week. The night owls get rewarded with:

  • Ghana vs USA
  • Russia vs South Korea
  • Cameroon vs Croatia
  • Japan vs Greece
  • Honduras vs Ecuador

Even as a nut-job football fan I can see that this is a "purists selection" at best, and with the travails of work looming each morning, the prospect of just 5 or so hours sleep off the back of each of these is not a pleasant one.

Luckily my state of enforced rehabilitation (after the exertions of Saturday) meant that I was physically unable to watch Argentina vs Bosnia & Herzegovina live. Instead (after watching the first goal), I formed the plan which will now form the routine. Watch the late game, recorded, at 6:30am. This opens up the glorious option to watch every match yet still achieve 8 hours sleep, and get to work on time. Brilliant. No idea why I didn't think of this initially. Also, what an amazing way to start the day!

On to last night. Argentina got going with a Messi inspired victory, and Bosnia & Herzegovina confirmed my thoughts that they will likely progress, as they held their own and might, just might have snatched a draw late on.

France too were impressive, with Benzema smashing in a couple of goals and them coasting to a 3-0 win. Honduras provided violent entertainment which I expect is set to continue throughout the tournament.

Tonight I have watched Germany completely take Portugal apart. Even without a striker, they managed to re-deploy midfielder Thomas Muller and laugh Germanically as he bagged a hat-trick. Portugal really let themselves down, Pepe getting a red card for head-butting Muller after he had the gall to fall over after being punched in the face.  I feel for Ronaldo, surrounded by underachieving and bad tempered team mates. 

Now onto Iran vs Nigeria - which is surely the battle for 3rd place in Group F....

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