I told my husband this was too a good title to pass up, even though I know I am welcome to watch the games with him and occasionally do.

I just love his enthusiasm for playing and watching and supporting international teams. He has made so many friends through football and he’s a great guy, so I can’t be mad at how World Cup obsessed his schedule currently is.

Lyrics only until I can get some time with my ukulele.

I’m only kidding, I quite like the football The contrasting colors of jerseys and skin And bright tops of cleats where they flash on the feet Of the gentlemen fighting to score and to win

But nobody quite likes the football Like my husband who quite likes the football Except, I mean, ev’ry big fan is the biggest He’s not alone, then, but I’d say that Dan Is the hugest and giantest World Cup fan Of the three of us who are his fam. That’s Dan, and that’s me, and Sebastian.

The way he lights up when he goes past a bar Whether it’s playing on one screen or five Or if he sees someone who’s wearing a shirt For a team that he knows, he will always say hi

And sometimes he drinks and gets tipsy With love and respect and with cheer And sometimes he’s sad with the side that just lost And sometimes he’s riding a bus out to Jersey cause one of his friends has an extra game ticket and he’s not coming back until well after midnight but he’ll be up for a friendly in Chinatown by 8am…

BRIDGE And he told me to not write a song About how much he likes to watch Every World Cup game But even though I know it’s wrong I can’t help but describe how he wants to watch Every Worrrrld…Cuuuup…gaaaame

Cause nobody quite likes the football Like my husband who quite likes the football Except, I mean, every big fan is the biggest He’s not alone, then, but I’d say that Dan Is the hugest and giantest World Cup fan Of the three of us who are his fam. That’s Dan, and that’s me, and Sebastian.