  France 0 Greece 1. Yes yes yes yes yes! I have recovered lost capital. Not a great night of football, really, Greece had very miskicked crosses and corners and few sparks of true footballing vision, but France in a word: uninspired. But give Greece credit: they deserved to win this. And without Patrick Vieira - my favourite player aside from Davids and, of course, Zidane - what a difference that makes. And believe me, France were just plain sluggish because there was only Zidane left to push the team, and believe me again, Zidane hasn't got "pace" or "urgency" among his long list of footballing virtues.
Don't believe me? Guardian, on the French press conference after France's extra-time victory over England: "Befitting a man who plays football as if he has all the time in the world even in the most dramatic of circumstances, Zinedine Zidane fiddled with his watch yesterday as he reflected on Sunday night in Lisbon. " So yes, Zinedine Zidane was like a magician without his biggest prop: Patrick Vieira. Hornless in every front.
Does Vieira make Zidane horny? That is the breakfast question of the day, folks. And, unlike what any of our local "soccer" pundits would like you to believe, football has never been a game for forwards, unless you're talking about Brazil, where everybody is a potential forward. Until someone comes up with a decent theory about this footballing idolatry and why people wear jerseys with Thierry Henry's name on it, I'll be downing my breakfast like a guy who's just won $10. And I have, people, I have. And perhaps it's just plain wrong to rave about a guy who once flashed his pubic hair at an interview... but I'll do it. But later. 
