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This time difference (or lack thereof), combined with the fact I am not on surgery rehabilitation is killing me! 

For the working gentleman, games at 12pm, 3pm and even 6pm are just not plain fair! (Try coming home to two toddlers that need to be fed, bathed and put to bed and using the line "errr, you know what to do boys, I'll be in the basement watching South Korea v Russia). I do feel further aggrieved when I think to the homeland, and as testing as those 11pm'ers are for Birchy, I hold little sympathy! 

So, as a consequence, I'm missing a lot of footie, and the time to respond to Birchy's questions. (But I will, just be patient). 

Which brings me to today .... The agony of today. I'm going complete radio silence, taping the game.... Somehow avoiding the constant ESPN showing in our common area at work, and the elevated interest in the average American (while still not quite getting it) - which means the risk of the hallway "you guys played a heck of a ball game, unlucky" being extremely high, plus the internet and all of its wonder.... It's going to be a long day, but I hope Sturridge is bagging his third as I contemplate poking my eyes with a pencil on my conference call with IT......

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