Introduction—“Fatherland knows Best”
(Deutschland, Cote d’Ivoire, Norway, Thailand)
The nascent presence of women’s football programs in many
countries leaves one unable to slap any one of this tournament’s six groups
with the “Group of Life” label.
Groups C and E flirt with the designation by virtue of the fact that they might allow one of the small-time programs to sneak through. Costa Rica, South Korea, and Ecuador all remain in contention for a projected two to three “Cinderella Slots”. For the purposes of this competition, we’ll define a “Cinderella Side “ as a low-ranked debutante that sneaks through to the Round of 16.
Groups C and E flirt with the designation by virtue of the fact that they might allow one of the small-time programs to sneak through. Costa Rica, South Korea, and Ecuador all remain in contention for a projected two to three “Cinderella Slots”. For the purposes of this competition, we’ll define a “Cinderella Side “ as a low-ranked debutante that sneaks through to the Round of 16.
No Cinderella here. The clock strikes Midnight before a ball
is kicked. It’s simply inconceivable that either one of the “minnows” can hope
to even nibble at the ankles of two giants of the Female Footballing Universe.
The Krauts and Norwegians run the two most successful and well-established
programs in all of Europe. No Achilles Heel. No smooth rocks for David’s Sling.
We’ll be setting some very high lines here. We may even stray into plus-four
territory.
One certainly feels for the fledgling programs as they, of
course, enter the tournament with their own inspirational stories. The Ivorians
secured their place in dramatic fashion against the South Africans in the
Qualifying Stage. Their improbable berth came despite having an
administrative staff consisting of a whopping ZERO people.
The Ivorian Female Footballing federation doesn't have a President, a General Manager, a secretary, or even a receptionist. The whole program is run by a skeleton staff from the Male Federation’s Office volunteering a few hours a week. Interesting
The Ivorian Female Footballing federation doesn't have a President, a General Manager, a secretary, or even a receptionist. The whole program is run by a skeleton staff from the Male Federation’s Office volunteering a few hours a week. Interesting
The Thai team snatched a string of most unexpected upset
qualifying victories against the backdrop of domestic political unrest and
societal upheaval. Syndicate members have heard similar stories before, but
that’s no excuse to greet the annual “football diplomacy” story with a shrug.
Domestic interest in the squad is reportedly quite high. Telecasts are expected
to draw decent numbers irrespective of the audiences “red”, “yellow”, “rural”,
“urban”, “royal”, or “commie” affiliation.
In contrast to the Ivorian administrative apparatus—or lack
thereof—the Thais do receive financial and organizational support from their
Federation. They maintain Youth Squads and have a few training facilities.
Even limited access to the purse strings can make a world of difference. Note
that your friendly bookie gives the Ivorians slightly better odds purely out of
his inherent “African Bias”. Bettors may wish to take advantage of their
bookie’s quixotic hopes….for the “nth” time. ; )
The Kraut-Norse rivalry carries over from the 2013 UEFA
Women’s Euro, during which the two sides split the difference in a group stage
fixture and the Championship Match. Fans of the technical and tactical won’t
want to miss out on their June 11th encounter.
Deutschland—“Feuchtgebiete”
Auf geht’s Mädels! Auf Geht’s Deutschland! Deutschland VOR!
Schwarz und Weiß…wir stehen auf eure Seite…und wir holen Sieg mit euch…und wir
holen den Sieg mit euch….JETZT’S GEHT’S LOS!! Whew!
All of that patriotic fervor leaves my face red as a beet. Deutschland….fuck yeah! Okay. It’s all out of my system…or is now? Eins und zwei und drei und '54, '74, '90, 2014 alzo stimmen wir alle ein. Mit dem Herz in den Hand und die Leidenschaft in Bein werden wir WELTMEISTER sein!
Anyone up for counting a few stars? One, two, three, FOUR STARS, motherfuckers! Brazil may have five stars, but a 7-1 thrashing on their home soil means I don’t give a fuck!
All of that patriotic fervor leaves my face red as a beet. Deutschland….fuck yeah! Okay. It’s all out of my system…or is now? Eins und zwei und drei und '54, '74, '90, 2014 alzo stimmen wir alle ein. Mit dem Herz in den Hand und die Leidenschaft in Bein werden wir WELTMEISTER sein!
Anyone up for counting a few stars? One, two, three, FOUR STARS, motherfuckers! Brazil may have five stars, but a 7-1 thrashing on their home soil means I don’t give a fuck!
The Group B Preview took 72 hours to drop in large part
because I have a full time job that precludes me from even coming remotely
close to the keys for 12-16 hours a day. Another reason Syndicate Members were
forced to wait three entire days for their second set of odds affords us the
opportunity to briefly discuss the root causes of procrastination.
It’s long since been scientifically proven through empirically peer- reviewed studies that human beings put off novel and blueprint-less projects off longer. Should one be uncertain how to tackle a particular project, there’s always time for a drink and another viewing of the Oliver Pocher video:
It’s long since been scientifically proven through empirically peer- reviewed studies that human beings put off novel and blueprint-less projects off longer. Should one be uncertain how to tackle a particular project, there’s always time for a drink and another viewing of the Oliver Pocher video:
Do understand that this constitutes your friendly bookie’s
first chance to gloat over his beloved Fatherland’s WM triumph on his blog. He
remained uncertain of the precise manner in which he should adequately convey
to all of you just how proud he is of his country and his team. Germans don’t
get the chance to express pride in their land very often. It only comes around
once every summer. Let’s do this:
WE’RE WORLD CHAMPIONS!
AGAIN!
That feels oh so very nice. You have my word that it’s finally over. No more rubbing it in. Before discussing this year’s incarnation of die “Frauennationalmannschaft” some explanation of the nickname “Feuchgebiete” is in order. The term was initially coined in 2011 in honor of Charlotte Roche’s 2008 Novel, the English translation of which is known as “Wetlands”. “Feuchtgebiet” literally translates to “moist area”. Are we getting the drift? The basic premise of the novel was Vagina, Vagina, and still more Vagina. It was a pleasantly vulgar piece of eloquent soft-core porn.
I’ve no time to offer a synopsis, but think of it as a
version of “50 Shades of Gray” for guys….only more graphic and disturbing. An
alternative title of the novel might have been, “Everything you never really
wanted to know about Vaginas, but foolishly decided to find out anyway” .
Glad we cleared that up….which is one of the things the book
teaches you how to….nevermind. ; )
We’ve still more business to attend to. It’s Wedding Season! Two of our
footballers need to be congratulated on their nuptials.
Lead-striker Celia Okoyino da Mbabi married the Croat son of former FC Kasierslautern coach Milan Sasic. She’s now known as Celia Sasic. Kosovar Cutie Fatmire Bajramaj married fellow Slav Enis Alushi and took on his family name. The damned bastard managed to get her pregnant just before the competition and she’ll be forced to sit this round out. Still a bit pissed about that. There were better times to get some seed shot up in you, girl!!
Lead-striker Celia Okoyino da Mbabi married the Croat son of former FC Kasierslautern coach Milan Sasic. She’s now known as Celia Sasic. Kosovar Cutie Fatmire Bajramaj married fellow Slav Enis Alushi and took on his family name. The damned bastard managed to get her pregnant just before the competition and she’ll be forced to sit this round out. Still a bit pissed about that. There were better times to get some seed shot up in you, girl!!
The reigning Continental Champions get an important piece
of their firepower back. Forward Alexandra Popp returns from injury. Sylvia
Neid took our Mädels to their fourth consecutive European championship in spite
of injuries to Popp and midfielder Kim Kulig as well as the scratching of three
other natural strikers. She opted for youth in the likes of Lena Lotzen,
Dzensifer Marozsan, Jennifer Cramer, Melanie Leupholz, Sara Däbritz, and Bianca
Schmidt.
The gamble paid off. All of our little darlings brought home
the glory, with the help of veterans like Anje Mittag, Lena Goeßling, Saskia
Bartusiak, and Nadine Angerer. All of the (formerly) teenagers return along
with the full veteran cast. In addition to Popp, VfL Wolfsburg defender Babatte
Peter also returns from injury. This team is unbelievably strong.
Schwarz und Weiß….wir stehen auf euerer Seite….und wir holen
den Sieg mit euch….und wir holen den Sieg mit euch….JETZT GEHT’S LOS!!
Projecting
the Kraut Lineup (4-2-3-1)
Celia Okoyino da Mbabi
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Simone Laudhehr
Lena Lotzen
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Dzenisfer Marozsan
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Lena Goeßling Melanie
Leupholz
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B. Peter S. Bartusiak A. Krahn B. Schmidt
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Nadine Angerer
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The
Talisman—Lena Lotzen
My little “baby-faced assassin” is growing up! The versatile
outfielder played a crucial role in the 2013 victory. Now she’s back, even more
mature and ready to shock the world. Lotzen may be best likened to Dortmund
fullback Erich Durm.
She can play back, roam the wings, do the “Flight Director” thing in central midfield, and even serve as emergency striker in a pinch. Her versatility reminds one of a younger Per Mertesacker. At the tender age of 21, she’s just getting started. Neid would be a fool not to start her on the right flank.
She’s the full package. Go on, girl.
She can play back, roam the wings, do the “Flight Director” thing in central midfield, and even serve as emergency striker in a pinch. Her versatility reminds one of a younger Per Mertesacker. At the tender age of 21, she’s just getting started. Neid would be a fool not to start her on the right flank.
She’s the full package. Go on, girl.
Who’s
That German Girl?
(We’ll
do our utmost to avoid mentioning Steffi Graf and her wonderfully protruding
nose ; ). That’s MY nose!! )
1) Simone Laudehr continues to do it “Gang-Kraut Style”
3) Lena Lotzen will always rock my world, even if she plays
for Bayern.
4) Babette Peter can’t help but give you a crooked smile,
but who doesn’t love an “11 Freundeninnen Covergirl”?
5) Jennifer Cramer may have lost her spot in the starting
lineup, but I still like her
6) Melanie Leupolz isn’t a bitch, no matter what her
hairstyle suggests
7) Alexandra Popp remains hot no matter what you rubes have
to say
8) Best of luck to Lena Petermann in her college career:
9) Lena Goeßling’s legal problems don’t disqualify her from
anything.
Cote d’Ivoire—“Le femme Elephants”
All empathy aside, one cannot project a favorable outcome
for a side ranked 61st in the world. Each bit of vestigial research
into the story of this squad imbues one with an equally vestigial flicker of
hope, in itself a very dangerous thing. One roots for an uplifting story.
Such longings have little to do with the sake of the story itself. Fuck that. Your friendly bookie isn’t looking to sell copy or up his stats. I’d personally like to see this team succeed so that the country’s program could acquire a modest staffing budget.
How nice it would be if a few Ivorian university students could attain a middle-class income from some light administrative work!
Such longings have little to do with the sake of the story itself. Fuck that. Your friendly bookie isn’t looking to sell copy or up his stats. I’d personally like to see this team succeed so that the country’s program could acquire a modest staffing budget.
How nice it would be if a few Ivorian university students could attain a middle-class income from some light administrative work!
We’ll dispense with such talk as even the humble desire to
effect some meekly positive pragmatic change in this world often turns out to
be a very stupid idea. Trust your friendly bookie on that one. Keep your hopes
in scope, remain in the Shadows, and find a way to keep laughing ; )
One inextinguishable flicker of hope springs from the
“CAN/AFC” Chapter of the Syndicate that we recently finished. The Ivorians
shall remain the official champions of Africa for another 21 Months. No one can
take away the glory bestowed upon this country after Yaya Toure and co FINALLY
got it together. As an added bonus, the entire coastal republic, still in the
grips of football fever, will tune in to satiate their interest.
There’s no such thing as bad exposure for these ladies. Perhaps the parlayed interest will lead to a bit of positive pragmatic change after all…..or perhaps your friendly bookie had a rough day at work and wants to believe in fairies again ; ( We’ll see. Keep some safe money on the former.
There’s no such thing as bad exposure for these ladies. Perhaps the parlayed interest will lead to a bit of positive pragmatic change after all…..or perhaps your friendly bookie had a rough day at work and wants to believe in fairies again ; ( We’ll see. Keep some safe money on the former.
A Final Thought (or “shout out”) is in order for Syndicate
Members 33-M and 91-M. Hope you guys are enjoying your orange jerseys! Many of
your brothers are sporting the “Nigerian Super Eagle” Trikots. By the time this
project is finished, your friendly bookie may very well make an Africa fan out
of every last man!
Projecting
the Ivorian Lineup (4-2-3-1)
Jose Nayi
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Rita Akaffou Ines Nrehy Marie Yassi
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Fernande Noukeu Christine
Yeble
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Djelika Coulibaly Fatou
Coulibaly
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C. Koutouan F. Noukeu
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Dominique Thiamale
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The
Talisman—
Naturally, we don’t have one. Sabine Nogbou was the initial
choice, but she appears to have been dropped from the final squad for some
unknown reason. The appropriately hued question mark to your right connotes the
rapacious curiosity associated with the unknown. Answers will come after kickoff.
All will be revealed in due time.
Who’s
That Ivorian Girl?
Once more, FIFA’s official team picture will have to
suffice:
Don’t tell me they look too mean! That’s just their look.
Besides that, do you happen to know how annoying it is to have to pose for a
team photograph after you’ve spent twenty minutes in the tunnel holding hands
with kids, another ten minutes sitting through the national anthems, and
another five dealing with the ceremonial swap/coin toss/handshake.
In the eyes of your friendly bookie, these girls just look like they’re ready to play the goddamned game already. Screw the “team photo”!
In the eyes of your friendly bookie, these girls just look like they’re ready to play the goddamned game already. Screw the “team photo”!
Norway—“The
Grasshoppers”
Much will be written about this insanely talented team in
the coming days. A great deal has already been written about the likes of
Cecile Peterson, Marita Skammelsrud Lund, Kristine Wigdahl Hegland, Caroline
Peterson, Ada Hegerberg, Maren Mjelde, and Caroline Dekkerhus in previous
Syndicate Chapters.
If there’s one team that presents my almighty Krauts with a challenge for the group title, it’s these girls. They have the right formation and the right coach.
If there’s one team that presents my almighty Krauts with a challenge for the group title, it’s these girls. They have the right formation and the right coach.
Even Pellerud returns after a long absence. Your friendly
bookie projects a modified 4-1-4-1 with Hegerberg just waiting for the
telegraphed punts of the skilled young Hansen. Dekkerhus backs her up while
Haavi keeps the defense in line. In theory it should work.
This bookie can only afford to study football formations for a half hour or so after work, anyway. Even if I should have it wrong, I remain confident that Pellerund will somehow find a way of getting it right.
This bookie can only afford to study football formations for a half hour or so after work, anyway. Even if I should have it wrong, I remain confident that Pellerund will somehow find a way of getting it right.
It’s bad luck to bet against “Elf-Girl”. She’s got something
in store for us.
Projecting
the Norwegian Lineup (4-1-4-1)
Ada Hegerberg
|
Kristine W. Hegland
Caroline G.Hansen
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S. Guldbrandsen C.
Dekkerhus
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Emile
Haavi
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K. Minde M. Skammelsrund T.B. Rønning M. Mjelde
|
Ingrid Hjelmseth
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The
Talisman—Ingrid Hjelmseth
“The Keeper”. Tim Howard wrote a book utilizing that title.
Tim Howard could also use a shave and a non-camouflage jersey. Tim Howard might
as well stop fucking up for FC Everton while he’s at it. “The Keeper” should
ideally train with the outfield players. “The Keeper” should also practice
penalties, run five miles per day, and spend the other four waking hours working
on reflex training.
Sorry to hate on “The Keeper”, but Hjemseth is reportedly a beast when it comes to that repertoire. Manuel Neuer also works his ass off. Tim Howard may adhere to the same workout regimen. This bookie has no clue. He’s still not in the same league. Not even close. Bad writers must be abased.
Sorry to hate on “The Keeper”, but Hjemseth is reportedly a beast when it comes to that repertoire. Manuel Neuer also works his ass off. Tim Howard may adhere to the same workout regimen. This bookie has no clue. He’s still not in the same league. Not even close. Bad writers must be abased.
Who’s
that Beauty of Thor?
1) Marita Skammelsrud Lund is hot…and everybody knows it.
2) Maren Mjelde still doesn’t disappoint.
3) Nora Holstad Berge still looks good…even in the Bayern
jersey.
6) Kristine Minde isn’t:
7) Emile Haavi presents, the “triumphant return of ‘Elf
Girl’”
Thailand—“The
War Elephants”
To reiterate a point elucidated above: There’s no such thing
as bad exposure. By the very virtue of their appearance in the Women’s World
Cup Finals, these ladies will earn priceless attention and fungible dollars for
their program. Women’s football will not advance unless it captures the
public’s imagination. No need to get desperate, ladies. The French Girls tried
that back in 2011:
….
….
….
….
And they…er…they…..they….dammit. Leave it to the French
girls. They make it seem as if every man simply wishes create some sort of
trivial and depthless homage to the feminine form:
Shit. There you have it. Even Geopolitics Scholars still get
the urge. ; (
The Thai Maidens should turn in a heartfelt enough
performance. Let’s all hope some more financing follows.
Projecting
the Thai Lineup (4-3-3)
Taneekarn Danga
|
Thanatta
Chawong Kajana
Sungngoen
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P. Khueanpet
A. Maijarern
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N. Seesraum
|
D.
Changplook S. Strangthaisong W.
Phetwiset D. Sritala
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S.C. Charoenying
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The
Talisman—Taneekarn Dangda
I’ve skillfully selected the only player any outside
armchair analyst might have ever heard of. Problematically enough, the only
reason any “amateur football guru” has ever heard of her is because she’s the
sister of one of the men’s national team players. The lordly notion of more
respect for women’s football begins with your friendly bookie. The buck stops
with him ; )
Who’s
that Thai Girl?
Initially wanted to compose a barb about “Thai Massages”
here, but it would have been woefully inappropriate. ; )
Once again, a team picture will have to suffice:
FIFA Insiders should know that describing a team as having
“great familiarity with one another” essentially translates to “I don’t really
know anything about these players”. ; ) ; )
Vicey’s
Fearless Group Prediction (Straight Up for bookie)
1)
Deutschland
2)
Norway
3) Cote
d’Ivoire
4)
Thailand
Overall
Championship Odds
Deutschland
(NO BETS)
Norway (3 to 1)
Cote
d’Ivoire (14 to 1)
Thailand
(15 to 1)
Round
of 16 Odds
Deutschland
(NO BETS)
Norway
(Straight Up)
Cote
d’Ivoire (6 to 1)
Thailand
(7 to 1)
Quarterfinal
Odds
Deutschland
(NO BETS)
Norway
(Straight Up)
Cote
d’Ivoire (10 to 1)
Thailand
(10 to 1)
Semifinal
Odds
Deutschland
(NO BETS)
Norway (Straight
Up)
Cote
d’Ivoire (12 to 1)
Thailand
(12 to 1)