Unlike most people, I have actually been to Qatar, the tiny, Mideast desert nation that stole the 2022 World Cup Thursday by six votes and ruined our party. I was there in Doha for 11 days during the 1994 Asian World Cup qualifiers, and found it to be a uniquely oppressive and unpleasant place. Nobody went outside during daylight because of the heat. There were no women visible in professional or service roles. The only bustling businesses were travel agencies. Alcohol was served exclusively in secreted hotel areas. Sudanese orphans were used as jockeys in camel races out in the deserts. The plugs from soda machines at the press center were pulled from their outlets at regular intervals, during prayer sessions. The local newspaper reporter would wake up in the morning to read his story to be nothing like the one he’d filed the night before if it had been mildly critical of any Arab soccer team. No doubt Qatar has evolved over these past 16 years, but it is not a place I care to revisit. And yet, 22 members of the FIFA executive committee Thursday in Zurich awarded the World Cup to this nightmarish place on the fourth ballot….