Once again, the Italians have won and have crushed my hopes and dreams.

And now they're celebrating by taking off their pants. On live television. Still on the playing field. What the heck?

Isn't it funny how 3rd place is a happier place to be than 2nd place? I'm pretty sure there will be no reveling in the streets tonight in France like there was last night in Germany.

At least Zidane went out like a true bad-ass. Last game of his career, and he goes out by head-butting Matarazzi, or however you spell his name. He head-butted him. In the chest. And he was stealthy enough that the ref didn't see it. But the Italians complained, and he got the red card.

The French were supposed to be the victors in this final World Cup game. Not the Italians. Not the Italians.

Not the Italians.