Oh well, since I did bother to watch the game, here's the best game summary I can find. "Sissy European lisp thingy!" is what the boss said to Harvey Birdman, and I suspect Zidane would agree.

Anyway, for some strange reason I was thinking about Beatles music this week. I recalled that my earliest exposure to their songs came from a record album my father would occasionally play when I was quite young: "The Chipmunks Sing the Beatles." So to me enduring classics such as "She Loves You, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah" were always meant to be sung in a helium voice. And when, years later, I finally heard those songs rendered properly, on actual Beatles vinyl, it sounded all wrong. Still does.

And that explains a lot about Mastandreas, I suppose.