I was rooting for Italy anyway. But when you watched the World Cup Final on Sunday and watched France's top three players leave the game (two because they were tired, one because he was a jerk) you really started rooting against them. Maybe Earl's right, and karma does play a role in the universe.
Let me set the stage. First, France got its first score on another bogus penalty kick. Another Freanch flop in the box got French national hero Zinadene Zidane another shot at the goal in his final match before retirement. He nailed the crossbar, but it bounced it in for the goal.
I felt doom for Italy. But the Italians countered just 12 minutes later and it stayed even through the two overtimes. Let's not get ahead of ourselves though. First in the second period Ribery checked himself out. I can understand that one. That guy literally runs from one side of the field to the other the entire match.
Then at the start of the second overtime, the best player France had to offer, Thierry Henry checked himself out because he was cramping. Look, stretch it out. You're one of the best players in the world. Can you imagine Jordan taking himself out of game 7? It just doesn't happen.
Then the clincher. Zidane, arguing with an Italian away from the ball turns and delivers the headbutt heard round the world. Straight into the chest. And he was ejected. So France goes to penalty kicks for the World Cup without it's three best players. Italy won 5-3 on PKs. That's karma, baby. When your best players takes himself out and the national icon goes Rob Dibble in the middle of the pitch, you don't deserve to win.