And we are fewer than 12 hours from kickoff. Much like Milan Baros, I’ve had something of a late injury scare and it looks like I’m not going to be able to watch the match live in its entirety. Day job. Sigh. But I have a feeling I’ll be able to keep an eye on it from afar.
F.C. Camena already has some boots on the ground, though. We have reports trickling in from our folks who are heading to the first game. We can only hope we’ll hear from them as we head closer to game time.
As for the actual game, I’m cautiously optimistic about tomorrow. I wish we were opening with Italy (because I’m convinced that their act is not quite together), and I wish we were playing a team that wasn’t going to have a chip on its shoulder (which I think that Czechs do). Also, it’d be nice if they didn’t have quite so many good players, or if their good players were more prone to doing dumb things on the pitch.
But whatever. Game time beckons! And if Eric Cantona thinks we have a shot, who am I to argue?
(In other news, I have a really odd feeling about Australia. I think they’re going to make something happen.)