Friends, family members and coins flips all stood up to the game, but Paul took this one. You might’ve predicted Spain to win, but you’re not an octopus.
I must say the setup for the final was a classic. Brother Future who predicted Netherlands and Calamari Paul who went for Spain. I must come clear here, I was rooting for the Chinese guy from the future, ’cause I like time travelling. I kept waiting for his score of 2:1 to realize, but never came to being. Perhaps we screwed up the timeline by giving away too much.
Alas, Calamari Paul took this one fair and square, but some skeptics have already claimed some inconsistencies in Paul’s game. Apparently he seems to like yellow and some concerns of horizontal shapes have put Calamari Paul’s predicting abilities under suspicion. Was he just lucky? Or does he follow some silly regime that fooled us all? Did Calamari Paul use his influence within the Psychic Octopus Guild to bribe FIFA into match fixing the games for him? He is after all Calamari Paul.
For now, I’m distraught that Brother Future left me. I believed man. I really believed. My faith in Chinese people from the future has been broken.






I love dreaming: in bed or in class. The location does not matter. The fact that you go to a completely incoherent fantasy world without even leaving your current location is so awesome. However, sometimes the dream is annoying and pisses you off once you arrive in the real world. Here’s some reasons why dreaming is annoying!


