Euros Euros Everywhere Saturday

Are y’all enjoying the concurrence of TWO Euros in the same June/July?  Hippo sure enough is, even if (as usual) the teams I would like to do well are mostly…uh, not.

But Spain looks really good and fun, plus my prediction of the Krauts faceplanting….YEESH.  They showed up as the hyper-efficient steamroller their nation-mates prefer.

On the other hand, Gareth Southgate’s Inglen…are as tightly clenched as we’ve come to schadenfreudedly love.  FUCK OFF, I know that’s not a real word.

Anyway, we get three from Europe (including the last non-televised morning tilt), then two from the Sudamericano side of the festivities, once I’ve turned you over to Balls (PHRASING).

You won’t get to see Jimmy Carter’s home state on teevee, so I am reduced to Romania for the banner pic.  Except I don’t think these ladies ARE Romanian, but fuck it – they came up during my search and it suits both my taste and laziness.  They (Romania, not the Showtime lesbians) play “Fluffing Our Lines” Belgium at 3p. in what has become a must win for the Belch (and a much tougher ask than anticipated).

Nooner is Portugal anally violating Turkiye (still pronounced “Turkey” just spelled weird now, so as not to be confused with Thanksgiving dinner), feel free to nap through that.  Both televised matches are on “big Fox” just fyi.

Also, I would be remiss and less-than-woke not to issue belated congratulations to my humble, beloved #BFIB – who got back to .500 in becoming the 2024 Negro Leagues champions.  I am sure even our Chi**** brethren will have MAD RESPEK for that.