This was typed out after I watched the final of Euro cup 2012.
More than three weeks of football extravaganza came to a
conclusion with Sunday’s final, after which, Spain had the last laugh. They
became the first team to retain the European champions title, and to win three
major titles, consecutively. The final between Italy and Spain was not the best
of games of Euro 2012, and it was one sided, but still, it was worth watching.
And I had to watch it. How was the question.
Living in a rented house, without television, in Chennai, is
very hard. Especially during the time of such sporting events. This is the
place where televisions get given away for free, by politicians. When you think
of that, you feel worse. So, I put a status message in facebook, hoping that
someone with a huge LCD TV would invite me over to their room. The status
message was as follows.
I am so desperate to watch the Euro cup final and I don’t
have a television in my room. Anybody from Chennai OMR region, with a TV, ready
to accommodate me for Sunday night? I am not as scary and ugly as the profile
picture looks, I don’t make much noise, but I do utter very insightful coments
during the match.
And it worked. One of my friends asked me to come over.
There were a dozen of us, watching the match, there, which consisted of people
with various degrees of football knowledge. So, we had lots of interesting
comments pouring in, during the match. Someone suggested that Pirlo should have
kicked the ball with ball with less power and more swing, someone else,
commented on the technical errors in Spain’s strategy, and somebody, even
wondered whether David Villa was named after the apartment that his parents
were living in, while he was born.
The match started evenly, and in the first half, both teams
had their chances. While Casillas stood like a rock in front of the Italians,
Spain, netted the ball twice, to announce their supremacy. Second half started
with both the teams unleashing a flurry of attacks, but soon enough, Italy got
reduced to ten men, and the rest was just a formality. Spain’s game was not in
their mellifluous best, but still, their deft passing was a treat to watch.
Certain degree of
success can come with the help of luck, but to climb the mountain of success,
and to be a there for a while, takes a lot of talent and effort. That’s what
the Spaniards are doing, at the moment. Congratulations to the Spain football
team, and all those who supported them. Especially to Gerard Pique’s
girlfriend, whose hip never lies.
If you know what I mean.
