Vuvuzelas have been discussed more than any of the tedious World Cup ninety minutes thus far. Trademark of South Africa 2010. Low scoring irritations. Annoying horns. Buzzing combined with the pedestrianised tone of Mick McCarthy has some people watching in mute, even before Adebayor's half time 'analysis'. Turn your phone off Greedy.

Those choosing the mute button are robbing themselves of the opportunity to hear Zeneth Data Systems winner Craig Burely providing us with his most insightful insight. At least the BBC have recruited Clarence Seedorf. I should be writing about the games. The goals. But what has their been to chew on with excitement in that respect?

Argentina. Maradona: "Messi is my Maradona". There's a great quote. We saw flashes of the familiar magician warming up for a tournament in which he will try to emulate his manager. He was denied time and time again by Nigerian goal keeper Enyeama having the game of his life in a way which unfairly made me think "What if Manuel had performed that way in the Camp Nou?". Harsh.

Other than Lionel, only the German's have offered a hint of flair, with their destruction of a woeful Australian side. Passing. Goals. A joy to watch, even if it was against ten men for a while. Mesut Ozil looked fantastic. Creative. Most left footed players are. An unfamiliar German performance was verified Deutsche by the appearance of the name 'Muller' on the score sheet.

The dullness of games so far is similar to the Group stages of the Champions League. In the same respect it should hopefully improve as it progresses and teams have to actually play to win games rather than do their utmost to avoid defeat. England. France. Italy. Bore draws.

The pressure on teams not to lose their first World Cup game is clear. A real fear that defeat could end their adventure before it really starts. Greece. It is symbolised by players without the mentality or confidence to deal with the game at the top level, when the World's eyes are upon them. Robert Green.

Before the game Green apparently went through every possible occurrence, should he be given the Capello nod. He even prepared for making a mistake. He thought about making a glaring error before the game had even started. The same worry was probably going through his mind when Dempsey's tame effort skipped towards his goal.

"Don't f**k it up, dont f**k it up, don't f*ahhhhhh s**t".

If you worry over such things the likelihood of them happening increases. Casilas and Cesar never entertain such thoughts.

Neither will their team mates. The World Cup is crying out for Spain and Brazil to get their campaign's underway. And Ronaldo too. Players with the skill and technique to play the game at the highest level with the determination and confidence in their own talents to make a mark on every game they can, without the worry of losing.

Losing doesn't enter the thought process of great teams and players. Goals do. Glory does. Hopefully they can bring both to South Africa to wake up this dreary World Cup.

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