Busy bee again :bz but no news there :) Flu/hayfever finally gone and I am back to my good self, finally!

Went to see Mrs. G and her Baby G., how cute can an oriental baby be? The cutest!!! =D We caught up with life, and I had a wonderful time in the Sun. Then went to meet Mr. and Mrs. M for a spot of Caetano Veloso @ Barbican Hall, he did some crazy weirdo stuff but still totally worth it! Could not believe when he did my favourite Trem das Cores \:D/

Stroppy but his wonderful voice is all he needs

So going back to training tonight, looking forward to it! Have put on a weight I really didn’t want to, but hey ho, no point complaining about, hate something, change something, make something better, that’s my motto!

Speaking of hating something, changing something, a lot of things I hated happened lately, involving the past, friends and things I’d like have gone differently.

But again, all I will do is something to change it, and try and make it better, for me. It is not only the fact I hate confrontation, is also the fact I believe every time I complain to people the way I feel, it is in a way empowering that person to make me feel that way. And I don’t like that feeling one little bit. Also, there is the feeling of being silly, complaining about something that is not there, and is only my self-esteem (or lack of it) and paranoia getting the best of me.

So the change will have to come from me, and mostly the problem is with me anyway, (maybe a middle-child-syndrome symptom)  getting jealous of people not giving me attention as they do to each other. I need to accept that’s what happens when friends are not “mine”, but have been copied. I have to learn and cope with that, and readjust that despite I consider them my FRIENDS, they may consider me their friend. And I can live with that no problem, just need to know where I stand really. I will do my usual re-shuffle, I only hope this going with the flow, when I take a step back, doesn’t get me in trouble again, as it did before, but if it does, this time I am completely sure I did my best, and maybe it just wasn’t enough, and time for the friendship to move on to another place or finish completely.

On the other side, a lot of things I loved happened as well, balance of the Universe kinda of thing. Reconnected with my real, “original” friends, the cave planning is taking new and exciting highs, my work contract is in the process of being renewed and as I said on the top of the post, my ilness has gone away. I am happy, and content and have to stop “looking for hairs on egg shells” like we say in Brazil :-D

*So, Brazil is out of the World Cup. I always knew they wouldn’t make it to the final. They’ve played a passionless football, with too much diving, complaining and getting annoyed with the opponent when they played a certain level above the average. Yes, I do agree the referee was weak, but when you are considered the geniuses of football, no referee should be able to stop you unless it is scandalous incompetence, which wasn’t on the case by far.

* I was rooting for Uruguay to get through. Ghana team is a brute team, shouting and intimidating adversaries is not how football should be won. I think was a fair result and I am happy for Uruguay, which has been playing good solid football throughout.

* Argentina not going through and loosing 4×0 was a shock. I was getting to like their passion and the clean football they played throughout the tournament. They didn’t cheat, didn’t dive, didn’t become violent, and you gotta leave the rivalry aside to admit and admire that . Unfortunately,(and it hurts me to say that) Brazil was the one doing all those things this year, and you gotta leave your Brazilian heart aside to admit that as well. With me, love for the sport speaks louder than the love or hate for the teams.

* Did not see the Spain game, but happy Torres will get another chance to try ;)

Tom: What happens when you fall in love? Summer: You believe in that? Tom: It's love, it's not Santa Claus.

Between one game and the other, and the cave planning, we managed to, finally , watch 500 days of Summer. The movie starts saying it is not a love story, and I disagree with it. For me, it is a love story, and all love entitles, including coming to an end, or not being corresponded. It is an amazing story, got me gripped on the sofa and shut myself up (I usually speak a LOT during movies) and I just wanted to know if the predictable, sweeter-than-honey, messes-up-with-peoples-heads-and-expectations-about-how-real-life-should-be annoying Hollywoodian ending would come. Well, I am not going to spoil that for you ;)  But enjoyed it a lot!

Luckily the illness is going away and I am recovering nicely. Busy with work, had to go to the office yesterday again, but was fun, met the Big Boss, who seemed very nice (although he is a pain on my boss’s butt). The weather has still been brilliant and soon I should be back to my running routine.

*Brazil game was predictable, so a bit boring. It is funny to see the different types of supporters there are.
>> Those who understand and love football and make sensible, passionate comments. (I’d like to think I’m here)
>> Those who just love football and make silly, but passionate comments.
>> Those who understand football, but don’t care much about it, so no comments at all.
>> Those who does or does not understand, and therefore hate the game and all they can wish is the end of the Cup.
All very valid, and all makes me laugh, because at the end (unless you are on the hate football category) we all think we know the best tactics and the best team sheet, so although I laugh when some people make what is serious comments to them, I may be in the same category myself!

*I was happy with Spain v Portugal results. I do like Portugal, but I can’t stand Cristiano Ronaldo. And on the other side, I love seeing Torres and the Spanish playing so that will be a treat for a little longer!

Earthy Sun

Earthy Sun

These days have been incredibly busy and I’ve been incredibly ill. Hayfever, turning into cold, not fun at all. Today is Mr. J’s mum birthday and they came up to London to have dinner with us on Saturday and Sunday we went to the William Morris gallery, such a lovely little place and mandatory for those who love wallpapers and furniture, and to the garden at the back of the house (from which the pictures decorate this post).

Saturday morning we spent 4 hours making the choices for the house (tiles, carpets, flooring and kitchen). I’ve also spent less time on the computer because it was getting to much for me. I love looking through magazines, websites, and getting ideas and planning what will soon be my new cave, so I’ve been spending most of my time doing just that.

*So, I haven’t watched the first elimination (Usa v Ghana / Uruguay v North Korea) but it was nice to see the Africans and the South Americans getting through.

* England v Germany and Argentina v Mexico were two displays of extremes.

Delicate white

Delicate white

England was unmotivated, sad, like the last thing they wanted to do was to be there. The players were positioned wrongly, did not know who was playing until 2 hours before the game and it played havoc with their self confidence. I felt pity for them, but not because they deserved to win, but because is sad to have such a chance to be in such event an waste it down the drain.

Argentina on the other side played with their heart and their passion was obvious, in every play, every pass, every clever move. Every celebration by the players and Maradona, is a display of what we all look for on a football team and game.

I already miss my football fix every day, now is only a week more to go, boo!

Hey metal!

Hey Metal, you were a tree one day before you know?

Tranquil

Tranquil

Hairy

Hairy Tree

Gonna getcha!

I'm gonna getcha!

Ugly duckling

Ugly this duckling isn't!

Dead and Alive

Dead and Alive

A lot on my mind these last 2 days. VERY good news came through and I should be on the top of the world, but stress at work spoiled it a bit.

Had to go the office (reluctantly) and missed two games, but hey ho, I am sure I will survive =D

* This world cup is the year of the “zebras” which is what we call when the underdogs surprises and win. And wow, if Italy and France out on the first round is not surprise enough, I don’t know what it is. But it goes to show that having the favouritism means nothing in this life. You have to keep fighting and proving yourself, otherwise, someone who is willing the slightest bit more than you, will. Another thing it proves as well, is that it’s not over, until is over.

* Lots of people in Brazil thought the game was boring, or weak. But in my point of view, it was a game to preserve the players, who are already stretched after football championships around the world. Why to risk an injury? The win wasn’t needed because we were competent enough to guarantee our spot in the first two games ( and we were in the Death Group) so why do it? “I don’t like it, but I understand it” said Mick McCarthy during the game on BBC. And the is the truth for me too. I don’t like to see Brazil and Portugal on a 0-0 draw, everyone was waiting for football show on this game. But is completely understandable why the managers would not want to risk injuries, yellow cards (and there were 7!) and not play the next game when everything is for grabs.  So yeah, I didn’t enjoy the game today, but like in life, sometimes you got to take a breather, a step back, and not just march on like a bull.

* The last phase of the boring bits is over. No more draws, or teams not getting past the half-line. Now, the real final begins and let the best win!!

These days have been absolutely hectic with work and some good news preparing to be spread, watch this space ;)

Meanwhile, life and the world Cup still goes on:

*Portugal did the biggest scoring so far (and possible will be the final one). 7-nil against North Korea. Gotta admire the North Koreans for their will to try and win and go to certain defeat against Ronaldo. That’s what we want to see, not the pitiful display Greece gave us yesterday.

*Domenech still living in a world of  his own staged his last piece of #WTF because he didn’t want to shake hands with Parreira. I thought was all about the taking part? :-|  (There are rumours Parreira bad-mouthed the French before the game, ok, if that’s the case, it would be understable, I suppose)

We are past the half point and already miss my football fix, but not to worry, the Euro Cup is a great thing here as well, and only 2 years away \:D/

Friday was spent working, with a few meetings between games, but mostly I could
peek what was happening, just the way I like it ( I am sure will miss this
football overdose once the Cup is over…)

Saturday I went to see a dear friendie I have since my old times of blogging. Mr. J went on to a stag do and as it was the same city where she lives, I got the chance to catch up. It is nice to see that even if we are not that close on a day to day basis, we still clicked and spent the whole 8 hours chatting, we cleaned her wardrobe in the best SATC style, sorting out what she should keep or give away and had a brilliant time watching the footie as well.

Sunday we went to see Miss Lazy (seeing her birthday is this coming Tuesday) and the cutie Baby C – who slept all the way through the game, shouts and all. That’s my girl, not fussy at all! Brilliant time with them it is always great to in the company of Brazilians, even if I know I am the boring one who defends the game’s rules above everything, even my own squad! :-D

* The refereeing has gotten worse these last three days. It messed up 2 of the three games on Friday (USA vs Slovenia and Germany vs Serbia) and today as well with Brazil and Ivory Coast. When will FIFA stop selecting (or accepting the selection of) referees who are not prepared enough to whistle? Disgraceful to the game, and frustrating to the players, is a shame to those who understand the sport and love it for the skills and talents.

Yellow Heart on my hand on Brazilian Heart - a gift from Potato(a)'s Mum

Yellow Heart on my hand on Brazilian Heart - a gift from Potato(a)'s Mum

* He already got me for his sense of style, but Joachim Loew also won me over with his reactions to the injustice committed against Germany on Friday’s game. Also liking Dunga’s coaching reactions (even if I don’t like the way he is coaching) and all those shouting at the edge of the field, throwing stuff on the ground and kicking the air. That’s what football is about, passion, emotion, anger, satisfaction and joy. Blood through your veins. And not a half cynical smile, like the one coming from Dominic (the French coach)

* Obstructing is annoying the heck out of me. Some consider it good defending but for me, it is unskilled defending. Defending is about blocking the ball from going through, not the player.

* On the french fight, I think is horrible that Dominic sent Anelka home. Football is not a democracy like the whole world should be? Of course Anelka should know how to phrase critics, but there should be no reason to get rid of him if they were serious to play the world cup. Once again, I say the Irish should be there and the Frenchmen are  only proving it now…

Work today was messed up, we had an issue and I spent the whole afternoon working on it. Had a bit of sorrow with some family affairs, but nothing some football won’t take my mind out of.

The games today were amazing. I knew this would happen from now on :-P They were pacey, the teams had to go for it and the vuvuzelas started to fade. I could hear the chants, the songs and the shouts again, now we talking World Cup spirit!

* I think we’ve been shown maybe there is justice in the world after all. France was appalling on both their games. Maybe it is some kind of justice for the Irish squad, but still sad they are not the ones there.

* A bit of hot head made Nigeria lose their game. Shame, but they should know better being professional footballs.

* Nigerian keeper was another victim of the ball. I told it was the reason for so many bad defenses… How many more to come?

Looking forward to England v Algeria and Germany v Serbia tomorrow, come on boys!

Today was a meeting day, like almost all Wednesdays. I spend 80% of the time on the phone so the TV had to stay on mute mode. Also went for my run, but starting to take it easier, as I’ve replaced Nike+ Run Coach by the Take to the Streets website, now I can train for 16K instead of a half marathon Nike kept pushing me for. Was good and my shin didn’t hurt as much and I didn’t get as tired.

On the notes which didn’t make the Twitter or Facebook now ( I am still posting some there ;)) )

* The best names of players for now: Surprise, Tshabalala (every time he comes in we sing \:D/ Is this is the way to Amarillo?? Tchabala-la-la-la-la *clap* *clap*)  more names to come as I notice them.

*Is funny to see Parreira swearing in Portuguese during the SA games :-D Nice funny, not haha funny!

* I am glad the referee didn’t get intimidated and went to send the SA Keeper away. I like South African sqaud, but the game has to be followed by the rules, doesn’t  matter who is the host.

* Spain today chose to start without Torres. They ended up paying the price of being too confident and thinking they were strong and good without him. I agree with the manager to try and save him (he had surgery on his knee last month) but if he was fit he should have gone in in the second half. Too little too late after the Swiss scored. I am in favour of teams playing the best squads they can possibly can, always.

So that’s it, everyone played their first games. Germany is the only one who came and delivered without struggling, the others just made it. Has been a bit boring, a bit disappoint and unexciting surprise. But then again, I always think the start of World Cups are like that, so on with the second round now ;)

Today was busy at work and with other paperwork I needed to get sorted. The daily games helped with me not getting worried about not watching them. They were quiet, and boring-ish and not much happened.

The fashion highlight (and I swear I am not looking for them, but they just jump at me!) was Dunga’s Little Prince/Austin Powers/Fisherman look. It was designed by Alexandre Herchcovitch but well, I don’t like designer fashion anyway so I think he should have donned something more humble. I like Ivory Coast and Portugal kits, though. They have that something special about them…

But back to football!

* I do support Portugal, despite cocky Ronaldo. I forgive him though as he is brilliant player. But today, they were poor, poor, poor.

* Portugal and Italy have the Oscars until now. The diving, rolling, pain-face combination when they get up in 3 seconds to start playing again is worthy of the best acting ever!

* Brazilians were heavily using Facebook and Twitter during the game. Of course most of them abroad and at work, alone (or with partners) at home, or at bars. I think we will need this sense of belonging forever, of being in packs, groups, being happy, angry, frustrated, proud together. Even if only online.

The end of day 3 finished with Germany showing a great football against what everyone was expecting. I confess I didn’t see much of it because I was busy on the net then! ;))

But I could catch the German manager being the more relaxed ever. And you know what? Kudos for him, he looked good, didn’t make a fuss on what he was wearing and had the biggest scoring so far. Clap Clap clap Joachim Loew ^:)^

After the game we The year my parents went on vacation. I will review the movie later (it was the second time I watched it), but watching the 70’s Brazilian supporters brought a river of tears to my eyes, again.

Day 4 started with a package in the mail for me. It was a gift from my dear friend Iva a brilliant Marija Šerifovi? CD! The day was a busier at work, so I had to just listen and look when something important was happening, apart from Italy vs Paraguai. I was supporting Paraguai, as they were the underdogs, and to be honest I don’t like the way Italians play – diving too much, complaining too much and playing too little. But they say they are slow starters, so lets see if it gets better!

But here goes the notes then:

* The refereeing have been acceptable. Not great, but no huge mistake or cheating up to now. Just annoying things when they should be better. Consistent, but sometimes stopping the game too much. And they were unfair during Serbia’s game.

* Free kicks being wasted #grindsmygears. They should use more of the Brazilian trick of rehearsing it and not just booting it high. Come on guys wake up and accept you cannot score from so far away with a so light a ball.

* My favorite players of World cups I can remember are Roger Milla, Schilatti and Batistuta (yes, an Argentinian, God forbid!) I am still making my mind about this one, but waiting for Torres to come on #crushalert

Tomorrow is for Portugal and Brazil to show what they are made of. I think these could be amazing games, let’s wait and see.

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