Let's go to the super-sized World Cup  Jerry has some creative
solutions if you're upset about your busted bracket  Think I'm
going to the World Cup in Brazil next year.  ("Come on, Greene.
We got March Madness across the land, Arnie's Bay Hill right
here, plus college football spring training — and you're talking
about soccer?" — Yep. My column, my rules.)  Did I suddenly
decide to abandon American football and join the world? No, it's
not that. I still like a game in which there is a score more
than once every three days. But I want to pay respect to the
Brazilian government for a recent announcement:  Every World Cup
facility will have "Big Guy" and "Big Gal" seats.  Brazil — my
favorite country.  Do you remember when the old Amway reduced
the size of its seats? Not only did I feel like a sausage, even
the normal-sized people had to deal with the heartbreak of
elbowsiasis. There was no way to sit between two other unhappy
folks without having two elbows poking into your sides — elbows
that were not yours.