The Bandwagon Rolls On
The bandwagon just keeps on rolling on.. with more and more Socceroo fans coming out of the closet to watch 11 on 11 man love. For those living under a rock or too busy saying quotable quotes like "I think Brazil will win because they won in 1932 and the spiritual plane is in their quadrant"; the Socceroos were the ones everyone was talking about last night, after a thrilling 3-1 win over Japan.
But what I love is the history that people put on events such as these. Firstly, you have the comparisons to the 1974 World Cup, which also was in Germany. Why? Because that's the only other time we have made it. So, you get things like, "Tim Cahill has made history by getting the first goal for Australia in World Cup Finals History", and three minutes later "Tim Cahill has made history by being the first Australian to get two goals in World Cup Finals History".. Then you get the emotional importance attached to the event. Right at the top must have been Emma this morning, who woke up looking like shit and hungover (hey, me too..) and makes the grandiose comment, "I think last night was the single greatest moment of sporting history, right up there with Wigan making the English Premier League". I tried to convince her otherwise, citing Australian Cricket World Cup of 1999 or even 2003, Hawthorn making the final 8 way back in ???, or possibly even the America's Cup win in 1983 thanks to a little fat man called Bond. Nope, the fickelness of sporting bandwagons means that for the next month or two, this will be the single greatest sporting moment in Australia's history... until we beat Brazil on Sunday (Krout time)/Monday (Ocker time).
.. and of course, our winning tactic is the "Aussie fighting 'never say die' spirit". Thanks Kewell, I want to marry your right foot. Though personally I prefer the sound of 'Blue Samurai Spirit of Japan'.. how cool is that!? But they lost, and samurai's got killed b y guns. Surely the 'Now That We Have Won I Can Be Arrogant' trophy goes to the master of masters: The Golden Guus, "In the end justice was done in this game. I'm not saying this out of arrogance, but we were sure that we were capable of (coming back)". I checked out the definition of arrogance in urban dictionary ... I think it is said out of arrogance. But who cares Maestro? You are The Golden Guus composing a symphony of twenty two manly instruments, and we the Australian people of Australia are your audience. Only you could think of putting strikers on when we were losing. And we love arrogance. If you're Australian, you pass it off as truisms; we're not arrogant, just saying it as it is and it is that we are the best second rate soccer nation in the world. We eat Arrogance for breakfast.. i know there is something they add to the Weet Bix - darn seven day adventists at Sanitarium!
"Where were you when Australia came back to win 3-1 over Japan, the beginning of the leadup to the Australian v Togo final?". I was at the Australian High Commission in Colombo... where of course we invited the Japanese Embassy, and proceeded to embarass myself by acting right royal stroppe for 84 minutes and then errupted in gloating and chanting. No more "Nippon..clap clap clap.. Nippon... clap clap clap". It quickly became a slurred "Aussie Aussie Aussie ... oi oi oi!". I always think its better to celebrate as loudly and as long as possible, particularly when it is such a heart breaking event and you are surrounded by the oppositions' upper class and children. I think it's the Aussie Way.
But what I love is the history that people put on events such as these. Firstly, you have the comparisons to the 1974 World Cup, which also was in Germany. Why? Because that's the only other time we have made it. So, you get things like, "Tim Cahill has made history by getting the first goal for Australia in World Cup Finals History", and three minutes later "Tim Cahill has made history by being the first Australian to get two goals in World Cup Finals History".. Then you get the emotional importance attached to the event. Right at the top must have been Emma this morning, who woke up looking like shit and hungover (hey, me too..) and makes the grandiose comment, "I think last night was the single greatest moment of sporting history, right up there with Wigan making the English Premier League". I tried to convince her otherwise, citing Australian Cricket World Cup of 1999 or even 2003, Hawthorn making the final 8 way back in ???, or possibly even the America's Cup win in 1983 thanks to a little fat man called Bond. Nope, the fickelness of sporting bandwagons means that for the next month or two, this will be the single greatest sporting moment in Australia's history... until we beat Brazil on Sunday (Krout time)/Monday (Ocker time).
.. and of course, our winning tactic is the "Aussie fighting 'never say die' spirit". Thanks Kewell, I want to marry your right foot. Though personally I prefer the sound of 'Blue Samurai Spirit of Japan'.. how cool is that!? But they lost, and samurai's got killed b y guns. Surely the 'Now That We Have Won I Can Be Arrogant' trophy goes to the master of masters: The Golden Guus, "In the end justice was done in this game. I'm not saying this out of arrogance, but we were sure that we were capable of (coming back)". I checked out the definition of arrogance in urban dictionary ... I think it is said out of arrogance. But who cares Maestro? You are The Golden Guus composing a symphony of twenty two manly instruments, and we the Australian people of Australia are your audience. Only you could think of putting strikers on when we were losing. And we love arrogance. If you're Australian, you pass it off as truisms; we're not arrogant, just saying it as it is and it is that we are the best second rate soccer nation in the world. We eat Arrogance for breakfast.. i know there is something they add to the Weet Bix - darn seven day adventists at Sanitarium!
"Where were you when Australia came back to win 3-1 over Japan, the beginning of the leadup to the Australian v Togo final?". I was at the Australian High Commission in Colombo... where of course we invited the Japanese Embassy, and proceeded to embarass myself by acting right royal stroppe for 84 minutes and then errupted in gloating and chanting. No more "Nippon..clap clap clap.. Nippon... clap clap clap". It quickly became a slurred "Aussie Aussie Aussie ... oi oi oi!". I always think its better to celebrate as loudly and as long as possible, particularly when it is such a heart breaking event and you are surrounded by the oppositions' upper class and children. I think it's the Aussie Way.
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