Today's post comes from an Internet café in Cuzco, Peru, so if all of the apostrophes end up looking like some sort of Turkish money denomination, blame the Peruvian government and their insistence on using keyboards that favor their own language to mine.

I bet that Coach was one of the least successful shows ever ported to an international audience. The whole premise of the show revolves around the admittedly limited sport of American Football; specifically college football at an invented university in a relatively obscure state.

I can imagine your typical Argentine or Hungarian man, unable to sleep one night and flipping through the channels on his small, non-Japanese television, when what should he see, but a poorly dubbed comedic show featuring a bunch of tall Americans talking about things he has never heard of. Seriously, how would you translate jokes about defensive backs and quarterback sneaks in to Hungarian?

More than anything, this man would be completely confused. "What the hell is this?" he would probably say, but he would say it in whatever language he actually spoke, not English as implied above.

However, I bet all of his confusion would be put to rest when Luther came in wearing some sort of outlandish suit, or maybe those cellophane glasses the eye doctor gives you after he dialates your pupils. Then, my friends, our poor sleepless man would laugh himself back to a peaceful slumber.

Ah Luther, the great international equilizer.