Yay, The World Cup is about o start and… honestly I don’t give a crap

*Warning: explicit language

I don’t get it. I just really, really, really, REALLY don’t get it. I have nothing against those people, who enjoy, but football soccer does absolutely nothing for me and I don’t know why.

Maybe is because my father traumatized me with his constant yelling when I was a kid, maybe is because I met a lot of soccer fans during my life who were total assholes with me and I learned to hate them because of that, or perhaps I’m just a pussy… well, whatever the reason, I just don’t care.

And I know what you’re thinking: If he doesn’t care about it, why is he dedicating an entire post about it? That’s just stupid. And you’re totally free to believe that, even I think that I’m a humorless douchebag sometimes. But my point is: Why this thing is supposed to be important for me; the answer, if you’re not figured out already, is: It doesn’t.

But, if I think about it, the sport itself it’s not the thing that bothers me. Seriously: why am I supposed to hate a bunch of brainless guys chasing a ball with their feet during 90 minutes? The thing that bothers me is this:

I'm pretty sure that this is the image that inspired Pablo Picasso to draw Guernica... I've seen nests of rats more organized than this.

The stupidity of the football players is nothing compared to the average “intelligence” of a football fan, even Jon Snow knows more than those imbeciles. Of course, I’m not talking about ALL the fans, there obvious exceptions. I’m talking about those uneducated, trash-talking, Cro-Magnon shitheads that constantly beat the crap out of each other in order to prove who the superior team/club/country is.

I mean, I get that competition it’s something that belongs to human nature and to be fair, the idea of supporting your team and be with your friends enjoying a sport game it’s a very funny activity. But, come on, could football fans be any more racist/supremacist when it comes to talk about the other teams.

It’s kind of disturbing to me see the people of my country preparing their hate speech against Brazilians, Spanish, Argentineans, or whatever. Part of it is because I hate my own country. I think I live in a land of arrogant fart-smellers and ultra-nationalist twats who think they’re the British’s of America. The British’s of America? Give me a break.

And the worst part is that these people teasing everybody about how good they are. Even people from the same country like me. If I don’t love my country then I’m a horrible person. Well, you know what? Yes I’m a friggin’ monster because I don’t like this stupid country and I don’t give a crap about pretend that I need to feel superior to the other countries. I’m not exactly a huge fan of Adolf Hitler for your information.

Getting back on track, here’s my question: Does win the world cup is going to make any difference about how the rest of the world sees us? Well, my answer is a big, fat, redundant and despicably obvious NO. So stop nagging people about it.

To finish this post I declare myself not a football and proudly scream: Screw you guys, I’m goin’ home.