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...French daily le Parisien ran a full-front-page photo of Henry reaching with his hand to control the ball under the headline "Le Malaise." In its Friday editorial, Libération urged French officials to join Irish calls to replay the match. The conservative daily le Figaro, meanwhile, was anything but hyperbolic, with its headline blaring, "Thierry Henry's Hand Has Become an Affair of State...
...Could’ve Been You,” when R. Kelly explains to a potential mate that, “The reason you didn’t get picked / because you got your nose up your ass / You smelling your shit / but tonight you met your match / I’m smelling my shit too now how you like that.” R. Kelly’s humor is infantile without being fun and contrasts terribly with the rest of “Could’ve Been You,” an unforgiving song about lost love...
...little snoopin’ on the Interwebz, and apparently, Harvard’s athletic tradition dates back to 1780, when “a group of sophomores issued a challenge to members of the freshman class for a wrestling match. Afterward, the winners [were] treated to dinner by the vanquished...
...great, great grandmother to find a relative who was born on the Emerald Isle. But like every Irish-Catholic native of the Bronx with some semblance of ancestral pride, I was plenty peeved about the astounding screwing the Irish soccer team received this week during their World Cup qualifying match against France, when French "superstar" (and 2005 TIME European hero) Thierry Henry illegally used his left hand to corral a ball before passing it onto a teammate for the goal that sent France to the World Cup, and the underdog Irishmen home...
...please, everyone, stop calling for a do-over. That goes for you, Thierry Henry, who on Friday said a replay of the match would be the fairest way to rectify this situation. (Was he being genuine? Who cares?) It also goes for you, Irish soccer association, and all you heartbroken, angry Irish folk from County Mayo to Connaughton's Steakhouse in the Bronx. And it definitely goes for you, knee-jerk anti-French wise guys who still think it's hip to rip the French six years after Freedom Fries were neither hip nor funny. Do-overs belong...