Lo que acaba de pasar con la pausa de hidratación después del gol de Curazao es exactamente el motivo por el que estoy tan en contra. Alemania había quedado tocada, Curazao se le venía arriba a puro envión anímico y, de golpe, te frenan el partido, enfrían todo y lo reinician como si nada. El fútbol no se juega en cuatro cuartos. Esto no es la NBA, la NFL ni uno de esos deportes yankees armados alrededor de las interrupciones. Dejen de alterar el deporte más popular de la historia.

Oye @VIX en algún momento podemos esperar que mejore la calidad del streaming del mundial? O nos lo vamos que tener que chutar todo en 480p?

Interviewer: What tech stack are you using? Me: Backend is Codex Frontend is Claude Code Interviewer:

-Homero, estuviste viendo fútbol todo el día? -Pausa de hidratación Marge

Este chico si entendió lo de "a donde fueres haz lo que vieres" 👇

“El Súper bowl es el evento más grande del deporte” Un Haití vs Escocia de fase de grupos del mundial:

Soy chilango, y siempre me había preguntaos porque tanto ‘hate’ a Orinoco , pero esto tiene todo el sentido. A mi me gustaba cuando llegó, pero el servicio ahora es pésimo (eso de que tengas que saber de antemano cuántos te vas a chingar) y la calidad ha bajado mucho!

Lo que ve morra random en el recreo de la secundaria:

Uma das melhores páginas para se seguir durante o Mundial. Análise bem resumida com dados e gráficos. Gosto fundamentalmente da objetividade, sem dados a mais , com a quantidade certa de dados e considerações.

🗣️CULERO CULERO CULERO!! Korean fans mocking the refs by learning new Mexican words taught to us by our Mexican friends last game. Cultural exchanges. Too funny. 😂😂 Credit - @tuh0n

Thanks to socialism, the average Zimbabwean became a trillionaire before @elonmusk 💪

🚨 #BREAKING: The average American is now closer to Jeff Bezos in net worth than Jeff Bezos is to Elon Musk.

OK... take my money

Una leyenda ha muerto 🫡 (Ducking autocorrect)

Security didn’t expect that😂

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving. Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free. I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these." "They just come with the table, man." They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner. This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat. I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared. "Did we…?" "Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless." Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined. My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude." Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man. I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy. Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived. I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most. Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

JAJAJA VÁYANSE ALV

La vida es demasiado corta como para tomar café malo

Así las obras del mundial en CDMX

The hydration break isn't about player safety, it's just an excuse to show more gambling and beer ads