the war is over......

... but there is no celebration in the streets..... there is no victory for the homeland.... and i'm in the middle of Brazilian depression and disappointment...

yesterday was my first anticipated experience of watching the game with a large group of strangers... hoping to be a part of the roaring joy... i was tired of cheering in home... with intimate groups of friends... i wanted action... loud stand up and wave your hands around action...

needless to say.... things didn't go as planned... and i ended up with a mass of losing.... angry... screaming... swearing... chair slamming... beer throwing Brazilians....

and they don't feel this way because Brazil lost.... they're mad because they didn't lose FIGHTING... running up and down the field in the sweat of defeat... there was no sense of intensity... no one is happy with the teams playing during this world cup... and personally i was a little disillusioned... expecting the Brazilian team to deliver a jaw dropping experience of perfect "futebol".... but not so.... an amazing cooperative group of speedy dribbling feet never took over the field...

too much money on the field... and not enough heart...

it reminds me of the USA basketball loss at the olympics... the ego takes over... and the game is sacrificed...

so the shock is setting in..... and the denial should go away soon....

there is no more excuse for the holiday.... and no more party all day and all night.... but honestly.... i'm relieved at the lessening of firecracker/bomb loud tremling noise maker usage... (which will hopefully occur after the set which went off at 5 this morning)

i think its a good time to buy my (marked down) Brazil world cup shirt today....