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Bit of a confession: for the first time in my life, on a scale from one to ten my excitement for the World Cup is barely hovering over a shitty two. This is what happens when, after 100 years of abject failure, you spend approximately a decade playing great fútbol and actually winning stuff, and then the abject failure makes a bloody comeback. Plus, the fuckin' thing is in the Putinland! All I know now is I want certain teams to crash out of the Cup real damn quick...
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