I met WH in 1999, and a few years later, just in time for the ’02 World Cup in South Korea, he introduced me to the infectious genius that is Air Miami’s “World Cup Fever.”
Whether or not the D.C. band actually gave a crap about The Beautiful Game, the song could just as well have been a clever attempt at connecting with the biggest sporting event in the world, and cashing in on the international obsession.
Sadly, of course, this tune never stood a chance against the truth-telling hips of Shakira, or even her African encore. And for the current World Cup, with so much good music coming out of Brazil in the last decade… do I really have to listen to Pitbull and J. Lo?
No, no I do not. I’m streaming the hell out of every game I can, clinging tightly to a narrow lead in my World Cup pick ’em pool, and alternating between my Forza Azzurri attire and Red White & Blue regalia. But the audio is all 1995.
Hey, hey, hey, I’ve got it…
Every Dragging Handclap 