Excitement, anxiety and hope are felt as plays from around the world gather to compete to determine which country team will be the 2014 world champions. No, it is not the world series, played only by American teams; nor, is it the Super Bowl. It is the only, truly world sport – Football / futbol – that is actually played with the feet. In North America, it is called soccer.
Regional playoffs have been going on for months, and the best teams are in Brazil for a month of excitement, sometimes verging on hysteria.
My lady is a football fanatic who devotedly follows her favorite team in the domestic league. There is no player whom she does not know. When an Ecuador team plays a team from another country, all life stops, the Ecuador colours are raised, and life is by the TV. Now, as the World Cup, championship games get underway, there is nothing on our schedule but football. When I mistakenly suggested that we do something else, like a quick trip to the coast for whale watching, I was sure that the sky turned black, lightening flashed and God was coming to take me. Oooops
So, until 13 July 2014, my life will be fully immersed in football. Be clear that this is the case in virtually every household in Latin America and many other countries.
We have purchased VIP seats in a modern, giant screen theatre where we will sit comfortably in a reclining chair, drink beer/ wine, fill ourselves with popcorn and the like, to watch the Ecuadorian team at its fighting best – we hope. To be even more descriptive, we will sit in our VIP seats until pandemonium breaks out, which I believe will begin a few seconds after the opening whistle. On the big screen, players will be bigger than life, the game play broadcasters defining; and my lady and every other fanatic in that theatre will be launching themselves skyward every few seconds, the screams of normal rocket engines replaced by human screams of agony and ecstasy.
Today, in last minute preparation, the maid and handy-man, supervised by my lady, set up an additional TV so that there would be no place in the house where games would not be front and centre.
Dutifully, I sat to watch the opening ceremonies, highlighted by the great looks and performance of Jenifer Lopez. That was not hard at all.
Following that, my lady was entranced, eyes glued to the TV while Brazil and Croatia played the opening game.
That word penetrated eardrums four times as the tournament favorite, Brazil, trounced the Croatian team 3 to 1. Frankly, they will have to play better than that if they do, indeed, aspire to the championship. Their play was mediocre at best.
So ended the opening game. The Home crowd was satisfied, and my life is set up for the next month. Now, all is getting primed for the first Ecuador game on Sunday.
I am excited !!!!
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