I’m holding my breath for Sunday’s final match for World Cup supremacy.
The match between Argentina and Germany should be a nail-biter.
Okay, I know. That makes three posts on the subject of the World Cup.
I’m not obsessed.
Really I’m not.
“Yes you are. Tell the truth,” Calvin says.
“Okay, I am.”
Here’s why: Argentina, besides being my birth country, needs a shot in the arm of inspiration and positive world attention.
It’s a country which has a long history of government corruption and mistreatment of its people. And yet, it keeps getting up and forging ahead in spite of its misfortunes and financial reversals.
Argentinians are tenacious people with indomitable spirits. They’re strong, passionate, and intelligent.
And they’re very good at soccer.
Here’s their moment of world attention and I’m cheering them on for an extraordinary finish.
Won’t you join me?
Calvin says, “Not me. I can’t wait for it to be over. Then you’re all mine again.”
Yesterday was a devastating day for the Brazilian World Soccer team.
The fans looked on in utter shock as they watched the Germans shoot goal after goal past their goalie. It felt like a nightmare making it the worst loss in Brazil’s history.
After the carnage, the final score was 7 to 1.
The Brazilians played hard and gave it their all, but they couldn’t get past the German talent.
Today is the semi-final match between Argentina and the Netherlands.
I’m holding my breath for Argentina.
It’s time we had a Latin American team win the World Cup.
And what better team than Argentina, one of the giants on the world soccer stage.
The last time they won was in 1986, so it’s time guys.
You’ll find me sipping matte in front of the TV screen yelling from the fist whistle to the last.
Calvin says, “Do I hope for a walk at half-time, or am I going to have to console you by putting my wet nose into your face?”