World Crap

I am thankful that the World Cup is over - not that I have watched every match hence having a soccer hangover now. In fact it is the opposite - I am proud to say and surprise myself that I did not watch a single match at all. Amazing for a soccer fanatic like me!

The first reason is my decision to boycott the World Cup totally. I find it absurd for two telcos (you know who they are) to fight over the rights of broadcasting the matches that they actually tried out-bidding each other not by the thousands of dollars but millions. Then came FIFA who exploited the whole situation and charged the telcos exorbitant fees.

Well, in the end the two ignorant and childish telcos realised that it was stupid to compete against each other and ended up joining forces to telecast the matches which by then the fees had sky-rocketed!

The chairman of one of the telcos even had the cheek to tell would-be subscribers that it would only cost $1 a match when it could have been much lower if they had thought of doing a joint-venture in the first place. If he made it sound so affordable then provide the service for free! Talk is easy but it showed how foolish they have been.

Next was something I felt very sad, burdened and angry. Instead of watching soccer matches as they are - a game - there were Christians (some who are children of church leaders) who actually succumbed to temptations and placed bets on almost every match. When some lost, they started cursing and swearing, not in private but in public like on Facebook, etc. Do they not feel ashamed especially in front of those who know they are Christians? Where have the months or years of Christian Education in their lives gone to? Writing this reminds me now of a sibling-in-Christ who is in debt because this individual bet more than he/she could afford.

For those who are reading this blog, are you one of the above-mentioned? If you are, please evaluate your actions and testimonies.

The most outrageous of the World Cup saga was placing trust in animals which are of lower being than humans to predict each match winner - one is an octopus named Paul (man, the Apostle Paul must have turned over in his grave for this) and the other was a parrot called Mani. Sigh. Some worshiped them like idols while others want to kill and cook them because the predictions were not likings to their ears and pockets.

It may sound hilarious as one looks back now but it also shows how fallen man is.

World Cup? Nah. World Crap? Yah!

"No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it. Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees. "Make level paths for your feet," so that the lame may not be disabled, but rather healed." Hebrews 12:11-13