World Cup I know. I trashed it and swore it off. But basketball's over, football training camps haven't started, and you can't get through a Sporstcenter without seeing the highlights.
Further, I don't just ramble on hear alone. I just repeat here some ramble from outside that I've already spewed forth on. Thus...Defenders of soccer who I am acquainted with have pointed out that the Zidane head butt refutes a lot of what I've said about soccer. Unfortunately, the action before and after the head butt only reinforces what I've said. Don't get me wrong, I'm now a big Zidane fan. Too bad he just quit, now I have little reason to begin watching.
First, let's just guess what might have occurred post head butt in any other sport. I'm going to guess something more than a sissy roll and a fake ankle grab.
Second, so I've just called an opponent a terrorist. He now reverses course away from the ball and comes right at me. Am I to assume it's go time, cookie time or head butt time? And, given my assumption, my anticipatory reaction is what? I guess soccer players like cookies. Me? I don't think I'm letting cookie time get all the way to me to get off a punch, let alone a head butt. Very nice head butt though.
Finally, the whole red card/mock outrage discipline act plays into the sissification of the whole sport. I've been taught by nuns scarier than any soccer ref. Maybe that's not a good analogy. Those nuns were scarier than just about anybody. Still, let's see an ump give, say, Lou Pinella a red card. What might happen to that card?
Zidane needs to come over here to America. I think he just made himself a ton in endorsement money. Here's the script: Walks around the commercial looking all French & cool, detects concealed product, Head Butt!!!, product revealed, fade to black. Then he bumps ChuckNorris off of a couple infomercials. Flies home. Dibs on those ideas Z.
So if your scoring, I've got it at, Zidane - 1, Soccer - Status Quo.  ¶ 2:31 PM