Years have gone by and I've finally learned to accept myself for who I am: a beggar for good soccer. I go about the world, hand outstretched, and in the stadiums I plead: "A pretty move, for the love of God."
And when good soccer happens, I give thanks for the miracle and I don't give a damn which team or country performs it.
-Eduardo Galeano, Soccer in Sun and Shadow
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Onward!
I'll post my own idiosyncratic thoughts about the Spain v Germany match tomorrow... until then you can read Jonathan Wilson's excellent and cohesive article about the match instead. He's spot on. Also, German coach Joachim Low was a total gentleman after the match with his comments. Not always the easiest thing to be. As usual, Germany were good, difficult opponents.
I'm more relaxed now than I was a few hours ago, but my brain is still squiggly. But I'm happy. Very, very happy.
Labels:
football,
Germany,
happiness,
joachim low,
jonathan wilson,
soccer,
Spain,
Spanish National Team,
World Cup 2010
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3 comments:
Spain v Germany was the perfect poster child match for your blog title. Don't see enough of those. I think you need a little "Sketches of Spain" music to accompany the bullfighting picture. Cheers!
"Sketches of Spain" is the soundtrack to much of my life, David. Cheers!
Like your site, btw. RCTID!
Yes, you are so right
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