I tell you, watching the world cup over here in the US isn't the same as watching it back home. It's not just the cultural isolation or the crap beer. It's not even the absence of rusted white vans plastered in England flags or chain-pubs filled with monosyllabic oiks and pools of vomit. No, the thing I miss the most about Blighty, at a time like this, is some good old-fashioned English sports-commentary.
Soupy twist!
-Mr. Ed
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