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The World Cup started last week. This is great for Cat Daddy and me, because it will be wall-to-wall football for the next month or so. It’s even better for Louis Catorze, because we’ve planned a couple of watch parties and MEN will be visiting us. 

Cat Daddy: “We should do a sweepstake. Nothing complicated, just split the top twelve teams randomly between the three of us.”

Me: “The THREE of us? So Louis Catorze will also take part?”

Him, as if addressing a very young, stupid child: “Yes. Why not?”

Mesdames et Messieurs, you heard it here first: it was Cat Daddy’s idea, and not mine, to include our cat in a World Cup sweepstake. 

Somehow, we didn’t quite get around to drawing teams, and we only realised when the opening ceremony started just ahead of the Mexico-South Africa game. 

Me: “I might ask Google Gemini to allocate them for us. It’ll be a lot quicker than manually writing down names and cutting them out with scissors.”

Cat Daddy: “Oh. Can AI do that?”

Me: “Yes. Plus Google Gemini is one of the sponsors of the World Cup, so what could go wrong? 

What could go wrong, indeed? 

This was Google Gemini’s effort, following my instruction of “Split the twelve highest-ranking World Cup teams randomly between three people”: 

My teams:

• Brazil
• Germany
• Croatia
• France

Cat Daddy’s teams:

• Argentina
• Portugal
• Morocco
• England

Catorze’s teams:

• Spain
• Netherlands
• Belgium
• Italy

The eagle-eyed among us will have spotted that Italy are not taking part this year. 

Cat Daddy: “Let’s just leave him with Italy, so that he’ll lose.”

Wow. Sabotaging a cat’s chances of winning a prize? That’s a special level of low. 

Although I always support France anyway, somehow I feel it’s more fitting for Catorze to have them in the sweepstake. So I might give France to him, whilst I complete my set with the next-highest in the ranking (apparently Colombia). 

Anyway, the human winner’s prize will be a meal out, paid for by the other human. And Catorze, should he come top, will win a night sleeping next to Cat Daddy in the attic bedroom, something that he has always wanted but never been allowed (apart from that one time when Cat Daddy was a bit drunk and didn’t realise he’d let him in). 

As this will, most likely, be Catorze’s last World Cup, I’m backing him to win. 

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