Tears are not counted in drops but in goals- So it is 7-1, butchered by the Germans, a torturous hour and a half, that we deserved, and Germans earned all the bit. Time for the world to laugh at us and why not? We are a laughing stock. When giants fall the reverberations are felt in the Heavens and the Hades, reality is such a heart-breaker, some tragedies are written in the yellow and green, with tears replacing the ink on parchment, do you stop supporting your team when they are in crisis?...Nay not me...not us, our boys need us all the more, days like this come once in many a years and days like this will go as well, but our tryst with the passion will to our graves go un-dead. Orpheus we might be cursed not to lay our eyes on the lovely Eurydice before it is day light, well our journey from Hades may have ended in a tragic failure. Our passion may be our heels not anointed in Styx by a Thetis, so let us perish today like an Achilles as it be so, but we are destined to be an Ulysses- to strive, to seek, to find and not to yield- for we are what the game has made us Mark these names- Mayke Olivera, Lucas Evagelista, Lucas Mouve, Marlone, Alex Tells, Gabriel, Otavio, Vinicius Araujo, Leandro, Doria, Mavelo FOOTBALL IS OUR APHRODITE……..AND WE WILL BE BACK IN MOSCOW 2018 to claim the maiden. If I live to see the Cup then you will find me again in the yellow shirt for its not a shirt but a soul , you will surely find all the Brazil fans with their inimitable all out PASSION …. THE GAME IS STILL PLAYED IN OUR BACKYARD…albeit a ravaged, tarnished, butchered and massacred one Verde e Amarelo...
Posted on: Tue, 08 Jul 2014 21:48:31 +0000
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