But there's a catch: The broadcast is in Spanish.
Univision, a Mexican TV channel, broadcasts live matches of the 2006 World Cup. All of them. Everyday between 6 am to 2 pm. I watched England stuttering win against Paraguay, Czech Republic's 3-0 pummeling of USA, Ronaldo's unwillingness to move, and Oliver Neuville's last gasp winner. In Spanish. I don't habla Español, but really, how much do you really lose from not understanding in-game commentary?
In fact, the Spanish play-by-play spices things up and definitely much better than the dull American commentary. Hell, it made routine plays as exciting as a penalty shootout in a Championship game. And then, there are the goals.
There's the standard minute-long howl:
"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool."Another, new to me, a monotonous repeating broken tape:
"Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol. Gol."To make things even better, there are also the commercials for Latin soap operas. The soaps themselves are horrible, a melodramatic and over-the-top camp-fest. But what makes them special are the latin girls that star in the soaps: Muy caliente!
My mornings are now dedicated to a new routine. Good thing I'm unemployed.
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