Look, I get it—when your team gets a questionable red card or the underdog loses on a penalty that looked soft, it’s easy to feel like something’s off. I’ve been there, throwing my hands up at the TV.
But here’s the thing: the World Cup involves hundreds of matches across multiple continents, with thousands of players, refs, and officials. To rig it, you’d need a conspiracy so massive it’d make a Hollywood spy movie look small. Someone would crack—a ref with a conscience, a player who spills the beans. It hasn’t happened.
The truth is, we remember the calls that go against us. We forget the times luck or bad reffing helped our side. Human error isn’t rigging—it’s just part of the game. And honestly, the unpredictability is what makes the World Cup beautiful. You can’t script that magic.