France won't even make it to the second round of the World Cup. I suppose there would be much rejoicing in Blogistan except that would mean that people would have to admit to paying enough attention to know.
My wife grew up in a country where they care about such things, so I've been following the whole thing a little bit (including staying up very late one night to watch a match). I'm no big fan, but what the hell is up Derbyshire's ass?
Oops, that's Nordlinger, not Derbyshire. But, I'm sure Derbyshire has something unpleasant up his ass as well.
