Itīs amazing to watch the world cup. Although Iīm not the sort of person laying on a sofa while watching sports on tv, i have had the chance of watching some world cup matches.
Rahter, i practice sports myself; a healthy dose of adrenaline is necessary in my life.
Football soccer players in the present day world are vedettes, especially those "soccer superstars"; these ainīt sportsmen no more. Surely there was a time when players were true sportsmen. Not the case with these guys.
Iīve been told Pele -right, in the 1960s- rapidly discovered how good he was as player, took full advantage of such condition and made a "merchandise" of himself, making millions when he was still playing; so massive profit in sports is not as new as i initially thought.
Now, there is a fundamental difference between a player such as Pele -including the other players who played in the same era- and the ladies who play soccer in the 2006 world cup: when Pele was still playing football had some elements that could remind you of "wrestling". Referees did not yet have the yellow/red cards of today. You could nearly punch the living crap out of the opponent with little risk of getting kicked out of the game by the referee.
Watched some images of a match that took place in the 1966 world cup held in England -which by the way, was a fraud to have the British team as world champion-: Brazil vs. Portugal.
The dirty Portugese were simply ordered to take Pele down. They almost broke both his legs. A brutality which is simply unconceivable in the present world cup. Guess what? Pele walked out of the match, badly injured, on his own feet, walking.
Any of the tramps currently playing in Germanyīs world cup would die immediately of a heart attack if they would receive the sort of beating Pele endured in that game of 1966.Or if they shall survive, they would require prompt shock therapy.
Did you see that British "athlete" David Beckham vomiting in the last match even before the end of the 90 minute duration of the game? The field is proving too much for the sod; perhaps he moves better in shopping malls and fashion parades.
What a great "sportsman" Beckham is. The TV comentators were saying Beckham was vomiting because it was "too hot"....bring the lady to Texas, Arizona or northern Mexico and see him die in a couple of minutes. Never thought they could be so weak. German "heat". Entertaining.
Also i noticed this world cup is to a good extent about what f*cker has a superbitch -sorry, meant "top model"- girlfriend or fiancee...that a chav in the British team, Rooney, is the boyfriend of some ultra-famous, ultra-expensive tramp...also what player is "the hottest" or "the sexiest" or "has the hottest legs" or "butt"....and s*it like that. (By the way, have you seen that guy Rooney? The man is as ugly as cramps in your intestine)
These overhyped, overindulged, overpaid, overfed "athletes"...too much "sexy" long hair, earrings and tattoos but not too much sportsmanship.
Not to mention the fact there is some hazardous effect this kind of tournament plays on most players and team managers. I am not against celebrations; quite the contrary I am happy man who celebrates when due. But, tell me guys...have you seen how most players react, say, when they score? As football player i have no doubt scoring in the enemy goal in A WOLRD CUP is certainly the ultimate thing...like winning a medal in the olympics. But it seems quite excessive. You look at them and itīd appear the creep is having a spasm or that oxygen is scarce in the atmosphere.
Even more excessive, have you seen the reactions of team managers when their team scores? One would expect a "milder" celebration from the elder member of the team, the leader, the brain, the sheperd. But no, you can see a man scratching his 70īs jumping and yelling and opening his mouth as a mad ape when his team scores. (Saw Jurgen Klinsmannīs celebration today, the man looked totally ridiculous).
FIFA world cup is all about business. Business before any other thing. Sports is a secondary issue, but i assume you all know this quite well.
P.S. The exception to this -to my amazement- can be the French team, yes, the French team. I like the class of that guy Zidane; moderate when celebrating and seems like a very intelligent and cool man, alongside most of his team-mates (great to see France sending the ultra-arrogant Spanish team back home -which by the way, are extremely racist people, making the sounds of apes whenever a black player kicks the ball during the game. Ignorant sods).
My friend unfortuanly got cut on a piece of glass and had to go to the hospital and get surgery. It was an accident though and he is fine.
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