Why do I love football so much? It’s the unpredictability!

If you had told me we would have a France-Italy final before the start of the World Cup, I would have said you had to be kidding. And I would have held this view pretty much up to last week. France and Italy were at best, unimpressive, in the group stage. But all of a sudden, Italy plays one good game and eliminates Germany. The mood here in Berlin was somber, and people’s faces were still a bit puffy; a string indication of the many tears shed. And last night, France beat an organized Portuguese side.

So, we're probably up for a snoozer of a final. That is, unless we get some goals!