By “My dad went out and bought a colour telly for the first World Cup I can remember, which was 1974,” writes Matt Emerson. “That West German summer was relentlessly overcast and grey in my memory, so we needn’t have bothered, but I was hooked. This will be my f14th and it’s just as good, despite the ongoing attempts to screw things up generally. You measure your life out by World Cups and I reckon I’ve got seven more left after this one, so I’m going to enjoy it.”
The tech bros will have us living beyond 300 by the time of your seventh, so we’re all good.
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