I really love what I refer to as real football. Ya know, the football played with your feet. I’ve never been super into international football, but as a Yank I vociferously pull for the Stars & Stripes for as long as they are alive in the tournament. I will be at my highest volume this Saturday when the US takes on our old imperial big brother, England…but not because I have lingering anti-Red coat sentiments that still echo within my personal ether from ancestors that fought for our independence. No, I dislike the English national team because many of their players are reprehensible douche bags. Despite this the United States mural from ESPN below works for me. It gets me pumped. I love seeing thousands clad in red, white, and blue screaming for our boys. And nothing fuses Yank fans more than Yank fans coming together, just like we did 234 years ago to boot these red coats (shirts this time around) right back onto the boat (plane this time around).

Then we have the French mural highlighting what appears to be my favorite footballer of all time’s left hand with a glorious Batman *WHAP* style bolt. Obviously, this was done because Mssr. Henry used that very hand to help ensure French qualification. I say ‘to help ensure’ because if the Republic of Ireland really wanted to make it to the World Cup they would have scored more goals over the two legs. He cheated. We know. He admitted it, which is more than any Spanish, Portuguese, or Italian diver has ever done. Get over it.

Hand of A God