That was bad. Real bad. The team couldn't move, and didn't get the game going. Lucio did some terrible mistakes. Emerson seemed to WANT to get a red card. Ronaldo... that was just sad. It was "Orson Welles at the end of his carrier doing voice-over for Transformers for money" sad. And then Parreira (the coach) got him out and put Robinho in! Robinho can't control the ball, cannot pass and cannot kick. He's worse than a fat, tired, uninspired Ronaldo. He should have got Ricardinho there, playing along with Cafu, to get the plays to move better from the midfield to the foward players. The only one who even tried was Kaká. By the way, he has the same name and last name as I do...!
Regarding the whole experience today: it was very cool. Got out to this pub to watch the game, and the traffic in the way was just unbeliveable. The place was packed, almost everyone dressed in white, yellow, green or blue - I felt out of place with my red t-shirt! Everyone cheering and singing along out national anthem, it was deafening! People booing Croatia's (which I feel to be disrespectful, but it was ok on that place under those circustances). But it felt like... watching a Star Wars premiere. Like when people booed Vader back when Star Wars was released. Or the whole excitment on the lines outside the theater. Being with friends, laughing, cheering, drinking - by the time the game was on 30 minutes of the first period, I was absolutely and completely drunk - and it was 4:30 in the afternoon of a tuesday!
It was great. Gonna watch the following game with my parents at my home town and the game against Japan, most likely at home, alone, working and looking at the TV at the same time. After that, who knows... I am not very confident on this team. Mark my words, the final will be Netherlands and Argentina. But I don't know which one will win.