The Fever

I've got World Cup Fever; I've had it from the very first games -- er, matches -- of the group phase.

(You know who else has World Cup Fever? But pretends she doesn't? Mom. But that's not important right now.)

So, The Final Four.

Brazil.

Germany.

Argentina.

Ned*.

*(I call 'em Ned.)

Best possible final? Brazil-Argentina.

Worst case scenario? Germany-Ned.

I really want an all-South American Final.

But, I know. It doesn't really matter, not to my life. But I love the pageantry and the national anthems and the insanely awesomely crazy fans and the spectacle of it all. Hey, I don't follow diving or archery or downhill skiing or ice dancing all the livelong year either, but I love them every four years, too.......

So, today and tomorrow. The Final Four.

Let the best teams win.

Especially if they're Latin.