God, I love the World Cup, despite the exploits of Handball Henry. As a kid / single man, I'd spend the entire tournament in front of the telly, fill in my wall charts etc.
Nowadays of course, I'm not allowed to do that but its still great fun, particularly wondering who England's scapegoat will be this time around for their failure to get beyond the quarter finals.
Last time around, I did a day by day poetic analysis of the tournament, writing a poem for every game and even for rest days. Haven't decided yet if I'll attempt the same this time around.
Some site in England in 2006 had a "write a poem and win a World Cup shirt" competition. I won an Argentina shirt, as I recall. Hardly wore it - it has a rough patch on the inside of the embroidered crest which irritates my skin...