I cry for Brazil and I mourn the impending death of the beautiful game of football. Being reasonably knowledgeable about the game of football I never really expected Brazil to achieve more than lose last night’s match but I never really imagined that they would lose in such an emphatic and humiliating manner. The mere fact that I expected Brazil to lose this match, as a host nation nogal, says a lot about the quality (or lack thereof) of this current crop of Brazilian players. Brazil, by their own lofty standards, have been crap throughout the tournament and were at times beneficiaries of home town decisions by match officials. They probably would have been spared last night’s humiliation had that Japanese referee not awarded them a dubious penalty in their opening match against Croatia. Many people will say last night Brazil got their just desserts.
Needless to say, last night’s shocking result was exceedingly good for the Germans but it certainly was calamitous for the game of football. The outcome of last night’s match represent another low point in the otherwise glorious history of the game in the same manner as the Heysel and Hillsborough disasters. The good name of the game of football was brought into disrepute. The Soccer World Cup is not known for farcical scorelines like those seen in the rugby and cricket world cups especially at the advanced stage of the semi finals. And in the rare occasions that such ridiculous results happen it normally would involve one of the superpowers playing against a lightweight nation in the group stages. The saddest thing is that the most revered footballing nation on earth somehow contrived to bring shame to the game of soccer.
While the Germans deserve all the praises for their stunning win it must be said that anyone outside Germany who gloats over Brazil’s humiliating defeat is an enemy of the beautiful game of football. Personally I am comforted by the knowledge that few followers of the game of football were delighted by last night’s result. Truth be told if it were not for Brazil’s (past) traditional game steeped in its emphasis on quick and crisp short passes football would not have earned its now perfectly fitting moniker of “the beautiful game”. It is a well known fact that because of their scintillating brand of football Brazil became every “neutral” football lover’s favourite team. I have no doubt that even in Europe, excepting the Germans of course, the majority of people would have preferred a Brazil win.
As a lover of football I was shattered by the way Brazil were humiliated by Germany. To a larger extent I owe my love for the game of football to the Brazilians. I loved football from my early age but it was not until I watched videos of the great Brazilian teams of old featuring fabled players like Zico, Cerezo, Socrates and Rivelino that I realised the true beauty of the game. Those players are a far cry from the mediocre and inelegant players they have today like Marcello, Bernard and the ever useless Fred. I’m not shy to say I have great difficulty appreciating the obvious prowess and industry the Germans have displayed over the years as one of the foremost footballing nations. For some reasons I fail to be excited by their greatly productive approach to the game. Maybe it is because they have put excessive importance on winning over entertainment. I find their football too mechanical and dour for my liking. No frills, no crowd pleasing antics, nothing, nichts. They approach the game of football with the kind of solemnity and seriousness that one sees in funerals. Maybe this also explains why their Bundesliga has not attracted the kind of audience that the EPL and La Liga have garnered. I’m surprised that with their menacingly good physical qualities the Germans do not see it necessary to try their hand in rugby because they will certainly be a force to be reckoned with. I mean names like Mueller, Hummels and Hoewedes will not sound out of place in a rugby match.
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