First game

Our upstairs neighbor poked his head out the door when he heard me in the hallway. He said:
- "Congratulations! Sweden won yesterday!"
- "Thank you," I said as if I had contributed to the win, "Greece pretty much sucks."
- "But they won the Euro last time around, didn't they? So isn't it good that Sweden beat them?"
- "Greece pretty much sucks," I said once again.

This guy is clearly clueless about football. OF COURSE Sweden must beat Greece. Greece is not a threat to the mighty Swedes. The neighbor retreated into his apartment.

Greece did win the Euro four years ago, that's true. But the odds of that were kind of the same as being struck by lightning. Or, like being crapped on by one bird twice in one day on separate occasions. Or, like catching the uptown train instead of the downtown train by mistake. Such things don't happen very often. And if they do, we still don't walk around and think that these things are normal, or good.