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2010 World Cup Murals

There are exactly two weeks left until I become a soccer widow. While J and I share enthusiasm for basketball and football, there is one sport where we do not stand on common ground: soccer. Having grown up in Hong Kong and attended boarding school in England, J is a HUGE soccer — ahem, football — fan. His team of choice is Manchester United and he will be avidly cheering for England in two weeks. He even had a friend in Hong Kong find, and ship over a vintage England jersey for the event! Me? I can care less about soccer. (According to J, I am too "Americanized" to appreciate the sport.) Since the FIFA World Cup only takes place every four years, I am fully prepared...

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My idea of a romantic dinner involves debating basketball and football at a four-star restaurant.

I don't know about other girls, but I find it incredibly sexy when a man can spew off sports trivia. And that is exactly what J did during my birthday dinner tonight at my favorite steakhouse. What made it even more special was that after some supreme pwnage, he proceeded to egg me on. The Ever-So-Considerate Hubs:  And THAT's why. BAM! (Emeril style) The Defeated Geek:  I apologize for my ignorance. Please forgive me. The Arrogant Hubs:  Maybe I will, maybe I won't. The Defensive Geek:  Hey! How many other girls do you know recognize, and can tell the difference between the SportsCenter theme music and the Monday Night Football theme? The Reconsidering Hubs:  [pause] I gotta give you that. The Not-So Defeated Geek:  Da-da-daa, da-da-daaa! (to...

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