This will be the World Cup when Europe re-asserts its dominance of the
round-ball game - big performances will come from England, Holland,
France, Italy, Portugal, Spain; except Germany who may not even make
the round of 16; interestingly, Brazil has never won on the European
continent, but with Ronaldinho steering I think they will win easy ...
World Cup winner - Brazil, in a canter
Golden Boot winner - Ruud Van Nistelrooy
Surprise Performer - Switzerland
Underdog - Australia!
One to watch if he gets fit - Lionel Messi, Argentina (if he is not
awesome this World Cup - due to injury; he will be next time around as
he is only 18 years old, and was recruited to Barcelona at 13 years of
old!).
Went out on Thursday night (last night in Melbourne) for a quiet dinner
with a few friends; aim to be home before 9pm to finish off last minute
packing. Arrived at Hairy Canary at 5pm, left Gin Palace around 1-2am
(all a little fuzzy). Woke up around 9am - shiiiit! So 3 hours to clean
the house, do some last minute organising, and pack - with the worse
hangover I have had in the last 2 years (comparable to Adam's PhD
night).
Result, packing was a schemozzle, ended up being 25kg over the weight
limit, had no time for a shower, and only had eaten a bit of dry toast
by the time I hopped on the plane at 3.30pm.Ended up sitting next to a
gorgeous blond who I don't believe appreciated being next to an
unshowered, wearing the clothes of the previous night, smelly, grumpy
me.
Showered in Singapore, felt 150% better. Received the benefits of
partying the night before by falling into coma for the next 10 hours of
flight prior to arriving in London.
Now in Swizterland ... it is v.quiet ... and on my way to my Aunt's
place before going to Frankfurt tomorrow to start the World Cup
odyssey.
PS: can't believe Germany won its first game so convincingly.
And on a side note, my German ancestry (e.g. my prominent jaw line,
blue eyes, etc.) is doing me no favours; I have had numerous locals
come up and ask me! for directions, or just start talking German to me!
sheesh, v.embarassing. I just smile and say ya, ya ;)
Next report from the game; go AUS!
3 hours to clean the house is a bit light on ;)
Life has settled into a pattern of 30 degree days (there has now been 4
in a row), wandering the streets of German towns (currently in Leipzig)
and watching soccer and speaking to locals / people from other
countries (highlight so far, playing fusball with Spaniards in the
Leipzig bahnhoff!).
So much to say ... and now on to Leipzig ...
Weather is almost too hot, and tonight Simon and I are going to
Augustus platz to watch the Germans play before hopping on a train for
Berlin tomorrow.
Simon and I have made our way to Berlin. Today I rode around the town
v.hot work as five days in, I have just experienced my fifith 30+
degree day - I thought northern Europe was supposed to be cold! Anyway
suitably impressed with Berlin so far, and it is massive. Going to go
on a walking tour tomorrow + pub tour for 13 hours so will have more to
say then, before the big train ride to Munchen and Australia´s date
with Brazil.
Lastly, was completely blown away, by the fact that due to the exodus
of people from Berlin in the last 16 years, supply > demand for housing
and to rent a 1 beddy flat is only 400 euro a month (around 600 AUS
dollars). If only I could live here.
Well, having consumed a stein or three in a hour, Simon and I headed
off to the match - stadium was awesome and the match ... AUS v BRA - we
wuz robbed! Nah, not really, but in a game where Australia had a
significant number of chances / half-chances it was somewhat painful to
go down 2-0 after Brazil only had a couple of shots on goal!
V.encouraging for the final 'more important' game and expectations are
still high for qualification.
Last day in Munich; been v.comfortable and cruisy to stay with Evelyn
(Simon's friend) and her family which includes two v.cute children (8
yr old Lily, and 10 yr old Valentin) who I have tried to learn some
German off! V.generous of Evelyn to play chaffeur and by 10am yesterday
she had taken us to a beer hall in the Bayern region - 'Anders' the
world seemed to come into perspective when I wiled away the morning in
30+ (yes the weather here is amazingly consistent) tasting different
local beers. Due to the early morning beer buzz, agreed to major hike
and walked through a forrest neared Illidorf for the remainder of the
early afternoon. Followed by more beers in a little touristic town of
'Bad Stoltz' (bad means bath in German!).
Went on another walking tour today - except this time - Munich, which
was overpriced and nowhere near as interesting as Berlin. Nonetheless,
enjoyed wandering through the streets of Munich aimlessly. Then went
and saw Germany win again??!! All Germans going off, and I have never
seen so many people get excited (people flying flags out of cars,
beeping constantly, hugging, etc.).
Looking forward to embarking on Australia's own path to glory in the
next 2 days ...
Fortunately we were able to catch up with Susanne in the afternoon, and
consequently stayed in her swish Esslington apartment for dinner. It
was then that we realised that Simon and I would be sharing a
queen-size bed - classic. Top-to-tail strategies were discussed, but
not implemented and both of us were sounders v.quickly (except for ther
fact that I am sure I felt some `spooning` action later on in the
night). Good sleep was had nonetheless and this led to the big day ...
Wow! what an experience. Completely tense throughout after Australia
conceded a goal in the first 2 minutes. Singing and chanting was
continuous, and I have never felt more emotionally involved in a
spectacle of sport. First goal scored by Australia was delirium and I
was confident that Australia could go through. Second goal Croatia
scored (via Kalac stuff-up) was heart-wrenching; objectively thought
Australia was out of the World Cup as mistakes such as that are
typically costly. Unbelieveable that Harry Kewell then scores to bring
us equal again. The final 10 minutes were spent fixated to the game
where any kick from defence was cheered and a few expletives were sent
the way of the umpire. At last, the whistle and Australia through!!!!
Lots of jumping, hugging, and cheering ;)
Sat in the ground for the next 1 hour or so soaking up the atmosphere
and singing AC/DC amongst other songs to the Socceroos as they came out
to the ground for the encore. Finally were ushered from the ground by
officials and were caught on the stairs leading out of the stadium
where the thousands of Australian fans were singing. Unbelieveable
moment, as we sang with a thousand or so other Australians for another
hour:-
`La la la la la la, Aus-tra-lia, la la la la la, Aus-tra-lia`
`Ole, ole, ole, ole, Aussies, Aussies, ole, ole, ole, ole, Aussies,
Aussies
`Stand up we`re the Socceroos, stand up we`re the Socceroos`
`Your red, your white, your going home tonight`
`We`re going, we`re going, we`re going to Kaiserslautern`
`Ronaldinho, Ronaldinho, who the f*** is Ronaldinho`
`Lets go f***ing mental, lets go f***ing mental`
and of course perennial favourites of `Advance Australia Fair` and
`Waltzing Matilda`.
Finally caught the tram home, where more singing ensued. Made it home
early in the morning with no voice left.
Lastly trip was supplemented by awesome sms`s that were sent by
everyone and I can`t wait to catch up with all in the near future!
PS: spelling errors may occurred in posts due to `comish` German
keyboards! ;)