Dreaming still doesn’t pay taxes and waking up doesn’t always present the reality we would like.
Brazilian fans know this well. In fact, the South American fan.
The Argentine still has his team to celebrate both the runner-up in the 2014 World Cup and the trifecta in 2022.
Boca Juniors, Estudiantes, San Lorenzo and River Plate fast like Santos, Grêmio, Flamengo and Fluminense.
Those who had the taste (taste?! Taste!) like Corinthians, twice, São Paulo and Inter, try to keep the sugary taste, because, apparently, never again.
All that remains is to lose just like Grêmio against Real Madrid, without even trying to win.
Or take decisions to extra time, as Flamengo and Palmeiras did, against Liverpool and Chelsea.
Because whoever tries to play as equals for real, like Santos against Barcelona, and Fluminense against Manchester City, is inexorably beaten — two 4-0s, on a walk, under the command of Pep Guardiola, more than brilliant, simply passionate about the game, the good game of football.
Muricy Ramalho, although betrayed by Neymar on that journey, and now Fernando Diniz, faithful to the philosophy he believes in, looked like primary school students in front of the master, PhD in the science and art of football.
Nothing more boring than being boring, boring to the point of not selling illusion, of saying things as they are.
The absences of the Belgians Kevin De Bruyne and Jérémy Doku, and the Norwegian Erling Haaland, only served to mitigate the size of the run over, although the Spanish Rodri, the Argentine Julián Álvarez and the English Phil Foden were left against the good old Fluminense.
It becomes comical to see those who harbored illusions change their discourse to state the obvious and start talking about the abysmal difference between European and South American football.
Did they just find out now?
Of course not, although they repeated the mantra that football is football and anything can happen, even though, this time, it was to be assumed that Diniz would insist on his model and die embracing his way of seeing the game, which made it the almost inexorable rout.
“I die stiff, but I don’t lose my poise”, and let’s go towards collective suicide, like Jim Jones, with all due respect.
Courage is one thing, boldness is another, and petulance is a third.
Not content with blackmailing the federal government, Arthur Lira also got involved in the CBF, joining his friend, and troubled, former mayor of Boca da Mata, in Alagoas, Gustavo Feijó, also former president of the Alagoan Football Federation and father of the current one.
The duo and lawyer Flávio Zveiter want to take the Casa Bandida do Futebol by storm, with the complicity of the banned Ricardo Teixeira and Marco Polo “who doesn’t travel” Del Nero.
Successful in the coup that overthrew Ednaldo Rodrigues, the one who disproved the belief that dumb Bahians are born dead, the sad trio of trash are certain that they will form a single ticket to win the election and avoid competition from Reinaldo Carneiro Bastos, the president of FPF who decided to launch themselves, disappointed with Rodrigues’ subservient spine.
Bastos is the best option for the clubs, a sign that he should lose.
Better than wishing the rare reader all the best and the rare reader, just informing them about the 30 days in which they will be free from this columnist.
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