Saturday, June 9, 2012


In Black Rebel Motorcycle Club’s Weapon of Choice (not to be confused with the Fat Boy Slim song of the same name), we’re informed:

I won’t waste it, I won’t waste it
I won’t waste my love on a nation
I won’t waste it, I won’t waste it
I won’t waste my love on a nation

Anyway, that’s my plan, to not waste my love on a nation. I am pretty sure I’ve used this line before, but with Switzerland not even qualifying for the Euros, well, it’s even easier!

Yes, I am supporting Italy. Yes, the flag is on the car. Yes, the flag is on the veranda. Yes, I will be on St. Clair tomorrow. Yes, I will be sporting the away 08 kit. Yes, I currently look like this:

(wears scarves well)

But, I have no illusions that they’ll win. Or that I will be forza’ing for very long. Or that Di Natale will score.

And you know what? I’m cool with that. So, who do I think will win? Well, glad you asked! Let me share my pool picks with you (especially now that you can’t steal them… thief!)

Highlights indicate a win, unless it’s a draw:

Group Stage
Poland vs. Greece
Russia vs. Czech Republic
Netherlands vs. Denmark
Germany vs. Portugal
Spain vs. Italy
Republic of Ireland vs. Croatia
Ukraine vs. Sweden
France vs. England
Poland vs. Russia
Greece vs. Czech Republic
Netherlands vs. Germany
Denmark vs. Portugal
Spain vs. Republic of Ireland
Italy vs. Croatia
Sweden vs. England
Ukraine vs. France
Greece vs. Russia
Czech Republic vs. Poland
Portugal vs. Netherlands
Denmark vs. Germany
Croatia vs. Spain
Italy vs. Republic of Ireland
Sweden vs. France
England vs. Ukraine

Quarter Finals
Russia v Netherlands
Greece v Germany
Croatia v Sweden
Italy v France
Semi Finals
Russia v Germany
Croatia v Italy

Germany v Croatia

I may have screwed up this somewhere. In fact, it would not surprise me if I did. But for now, let’s just go with the above.

I’m going to leave this post here because I have to be up early to paint my face as the Italian flag. In the meantime, I suggest checking out John Doyle’s Globe and Mail articles while he’s over there. I’m living vicariously through him for the next few weeks and this is absolutely lovely:


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