Tommy Smyth Is Just The Worst

Here's a promise. If I ever write about soccer, I'm going to mention that Tommy Smyth is just the worst. It's the curse of the American to be stuck with Tommy Smyth for commentary if you want to watch soccer, which is why you should be watching it on Univision anyway. (Here's an episode of Charlie Rose with torture-porn perv John Yoo and Smyth on the same show. I can't bring myself to watch the whole thing, but I imagine it ends with Charlie roasting both guests over an open spit. If not, I'm revoking my public television membership.)

It's hard enough to be a soccer fan in the U.S., but when Smyth gives the equivalent of Man vs. Beast commentary, it hurts a little bit more.

Anyway, back to the reason for this post. Watch this kid, he's going to be famous (link from No More Onion Bags - see, everyone hates him):


I had a Scottish defense coach in high school who would scream "You let the man go by, or you let the ball go by, not fucking booth!" Seriously, that accent makes me giggle.

The point is, with all the fancy footwork, sooner or later, someone is going to sweep this kid's leg, Johnny. Pop culture!