I'm watching the FIFA Women's World Cup: USA vs. Japan with Dad. I can only imagine the stream of strange things that will come out of his mouth so I thought I'd do a Liveblog and share them with you.
12:15pm - Dad's searching the channels looking for the game, crying, "Nooooooo!" because we don't have cable and can't find it on any of the major networks. I come to the rescue and introduce him to live streaming on espn.com. It's 40 minutes ino the game. You know, you usually hear comments about how the child does or says something like their parent, and it's endearing. Here, Dad sounded alarmingly like Brother. And it was disturbing.
12:32pm - Dad says it might be better that Japan loses so they can get more tsunami relief aid.
12:47pm - Dad just informed me that in history, Japan and the US have had 19 matches. Three ties. And 16 losses.
12:57pm - Dad just said, "huh, there are no pretty ladies here."
1:10pm - US scores first goal. "Agggghhh! It's because their legs are too short! They can't run fast enough!"
1:22pm - Japan scores. Dad and I high-five. I'm confused as to whose side I'm on. Dad: "HAHAHA! What a lucky ball!" I don't understand what he means.
1:28pm - I think I got excited by Japan's first goal because I didn't expect them to score at all. :\
1:32pm - Japanese dude in the crowd suddenly jumps up screaming because he sees himself on camera. That was funny.
1:33pm - Overtime. Just an informational tidbit. Both Dad and I have some sentimental connection with Japan. Ten months study abroad for me, of course. And Dad's lived in Japan since he was around 18 for 10-ish years (for university and work). So that's probably why Dad's rooting for Japan. Maybe I technically should be rooting for U.S.A. However, I think I'm rooting for Japan because Dad is. And I have a soft spot for underdogs.
1:38pm - Dad: "Blegh. There's nothing in the house to drink. No beer. :( "
1:43pm - No beer. So we're eating sliced apples instead. RAWR. WE ARE MEN.
1:46pm - Me: "Wow. They're really sweaty. Like soaking wet." I bite into an apple slice and the juice squirts out and all over the keyboard. Dad: "That was disgusting."
1:52pm - GOALLL! (I'm just gonna cheer for both. :D)
1:57pm - Just sent a Facebook message to my Japanese host mom telling her Dad is rooting for Japan.
2:07pm - Japan just scored! Holy crap, this is such a close game. That was a pretty epic shot too.
2:10pm - Sister just joined us in watching the game: "This is the first red card issued in a Women's Finals? Seriously? They give it out during the Men's all the time."
2:15pm - Penalty kicks. Dad: "Aren't they kicking too close??"
2:17pm - About Japan's goalie, me: "Awww, her haircut's so cute. :)"
2:19pm - OHH! Damn, Japan has a really strong goalie.
2:22pm - JAPAN WON! Oh damn! I'm pretty shocked. Totally didn't see it coming. The Japan team is dogpiling each other. Dad: "OMG! I wanna jump in there too!"
What a good game. :) So happy for Japan. But a really good effort on the USA's part. Japan's goalkeeper gonna be a national hero now.