I’d bet dollars to doughnuts that the vast majority of American anti-French rednecks you speak of couldn’t give a crap about soccer or the World Cup.
As for me, Allez, Les Bleus! The French remind me of the Boston Celtics circa 1987, an aging but proud champion trying for one last shot at glory.
Zidane = Larry Bird (icy cool demeanor, an absolute assassin)
Henry = Kevin McHale (deadly when near the net)
Ribery = Danny Ainge (the catalyst)
Makalele = Dennis Johnson (defensive stud)
Barthez = Robert Parish (old, inconsistent, not the best, but still a force)
Domenich = K.C. Jones (same mannerisms, not demonstrative, but the perfect coach for the team)