I got up early, hooked a laptop up to a very large plasma television, the bandwidth held out, and Mr. Eames and I celebrated his birthday with the opening World Cup game: Mexico vs South Africa.
In the first half, Mexico scored a goal, but it was called off by a ridiculously bad call by the line judge. The final score was 1-1, a draw, luckily for RSA, since they were outmatched in all aspects of the game, but the real score was 2-1, Mexico.
I mentioned this to the Mexican guys I work with, guys born and raised in Mexico and here legally (since that's how my corp. works), and they didn't care. The blown call didn't matter so much to them. What burned them was their countrymen's inability to capitalize on their many, many scoring chances. It was, admittedly, a Slop Sloppy Joe game by the superior team. And in the World Cup, that's all that can matter sometimes...sloppy game by the Good team, great goaltending by the Underdog team, and a lucky break here and there.
Happy Birthday Chris!
Here's me walking around a Mexican cathedral in Mascota, a small town in Jalisco. The cathedral, built in the 1500's, was destroyed in the 1700's by an earthquake, and one can walk around the inside if they find the right street entrance.
Here's a cool shot of the Colima Catedral, or the cathedral in the heart of the city of Colima. It, too, was wrecked by an earthquake, but since Colima was one of Spain's colonial capitals, there was enough money to refurbish it.
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