Okay, play along with me for a second. Could a pandemic, a war, or an asteroid do it? Sure, in theory. But think about this: the World Cup is a license to print money. It’s like a magical credit card that works only if you get drunk and yell at a TV screen. Governments would rather paint their entire country in questionable graffiti than cancel it.
Also, nations have pride at stake. You think a president is going to call up and say, “Sorry, lads, we’re cancelling the World Cup because it’s a bit inconvenient right now”? That’s like a cat canceling its nap—it’s just not happening. They’ll move the kickoff time, build a new stadium in a desert, or play matches in a bubble before they cancel.
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And honestly, the fans would riot. Not in a violent way, but in that special “we stood in line for six hours for a taco” way. We’ve invested too much emotional capital. We’ve argued with coworkers about Messi vs. Ronaldo. We’ve bought stupid hats. You can’t just take that away.
What Would We Even Do Instead?
Let’s imagine the worst-case scenario. The tournament is cancelled. What then? We’d have to find a new shared experience. Maybe we’d all binge-watch the same reality show about people who renovate tiny cabins. But can you picture chanting “OLÉ, OLÉ, OLÉ” at a cabin renovation reveal? It doesn’t work.
Or we’d have to get along with our neighbors. God forbid. You’d have to make small talk without the safe zone of “Did you see that game last night?” You’d have to discuss the weather, or your actual feelings. That’s too real, man.
No, the World Cup won’t be cancelled. It’s too big, too silly, and too human. It will happen, probably at 3 AM local time, and someone will still cry over a bad penalty. The snacks will be eaten, the jerseys will be worn, and Dave’s TV will finally serve its purpose. Just don't ask him for a second serving of guacamole. He’s saving it for the final.
