Soccer between France and Australia.

 

Kalanchoe

Kalanchoe.

There is always a first time. Helvi scanned the TV programme for Saturday evening and as the pickings were a bit slim, surprised me by saying; ‘why don’t we watch the soccer?’ We never watch any sport. When sport comes on the TV, we slink away to clear the table or use the time to put the dishes in the sink, feed Milo, only to return when the weather forecast comes on. We are not against sport. There is just too much of it. At my social bowling-club I am often embarrassed when I am asked what I thought of the latest rugby or AFL match. I don’t understand the game or the scoring and so often read players being up for drug charges, glassing girlfriends, sexual misconduct, drunkenness etc. I always though that playing with an oblong ball must result in a warped personality and deviousness

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You can imagine my surprise when Helvi suggested to watch the world soccer match beamed live on the TV. I always felt that if sport was anywhere on her radar, it would be soccer. I agreed that to settle down to watch Australia play soccer against France it would be a first in our long term marriage or relationship. People are in relationships rather than marriages. Does it have a tinge of sophistication now?

The weather outside was atrocious. The wind was howling and the forecast was for snow down to 700 metres. We are at 500 metres above the sea on the cusp of snow or at least a bucketing of sleet. Helvi had already packed up the Kalanchoes who don’t like cold. The cyclamen were jubilant in eager anticipation of a nice cyclonic frost. The violets are more indifferent and like extremes of weather, cold or heat. Those brave little souls.

The TV was put on the right soccer channel, the shiraz uncorked. I threw all caution to the wind. The cheese, olives and other delicacies on the coffee table. I turned the thermostat to 25C.  I thought it so typical and lovely for Helvi so often to make the best of things, and in such a surprising and creative way. The thing with soccer is that the ball is round and generally goes towards its intended destination. The ball is also used to kick it instead of being (Illegally) carried around under the arm as in rugby. No-one in soccer will ever grapple with each other either. In a rugby scrum one could be forgiven in thinking that maybe it isn’t only the ball they are trying to grapple with. Who knows what goes on between all those legs, arms and bums?

We enjoyed the soccer immensely and so badly wanted Australia to win. As it turned out there were some dodgy calls and hints of video evidence being ignored favouring France. They finished up winning 2-1. Australia played very well, and even though they lost on a faulty technicality, can walk proud into the future.

Helvi and I had a great evening. Who could have thought that so late in life we watched soccer game?

It is never too late!

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22 Responses to “Soccer between France and Australia.”

  1. janesmudgeegarden Says:

    We watched the soccer too and felt very proud of Australia’s effort. After all, they were playing the most expensive team in the world and didn’t give in at any time. We’re big fans of soccer in our household and have our fingers crossed that the Socceroos can win some games. They have a difficult pool.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Our grandsons are all in soccer and play it well. The best is Max who is tall , sinewy and fast. He watches all soccer games and sometimes texts me mid-game. Of course, often the live soccer in Europe is on at midnight or some ungodly hour.
      We enjoyed our soccer evening.

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      • janesmudgeegarden Says:

        Like my husband and our son, who send messages during important soccer game. A few were flying back and forth last night!

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  2. transmutation Says:

    My personal favourite remains Iceland because of its funny fans. Good luck to everybody, it is only s game.

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  3. jennypellett Says:

    Yes, we were gunning for Australia too! So far, the matches have been entertaining. It’ll be all downhill from tomorrow once England get going😀

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  4. Dorot Brett Says:

    The problem is with sport in Australia is that there is too much, and too much worship of it. And the only games involve bone, and organ shuddering as players just aggressively try to get the ball, and sometimes two or three trying to get the ball from one person. Give me soccer anytime, how clever we’re both teams with their feet and heads. They played with such strategy that it looked like the pitch was huge. 53 years in Australia and I still feel sickened st the sight of those big men just charging into each other. To me it’s just like the sport of wrest.

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Yes, I could not believe my first kick of the ball in Australia that wasn’t round. I thought it was a faulty ball. Who thought that one up? It is made oblong.

      Mind you the bowling ball might be round but it is biased, meaning one side is heavier that the other side,so they too roll in a curve. The thing with a rugby ball is that they jump all over the place.
      It must effect the vocal chords of oblong ball players (rugby) because the monotonous way of talking, especially on TV.
      It might also be the scrum that effects their voice. Who knows?

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    • pethan35 Says:

      Be happy Dorot, that those big men play Rugby in Australia. In Germany people of that body type become Neo-Nazis. They are too big for soccer but like to beat up others.

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  5. Dorot Brett Says:

    PS glad you’re looking after my favourite plant , the lovely no trouble, Kalenchoes, gerard it sounds like a Dutch word what say you?

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      I think it is not a Dutch name, Dorothy. They are such lovely giving plants and flower for months. The first frost and they die. Helvi winters them in our shed and this year some survived.
      We are already seeing some bulbs coming up. Today was so cold, we had all heaters on full blast. The rain was just a sprinkle. Things are bone-dry.

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  6. GP Cox Says:

    I’ve noticed my own interests changing with age – much like my tastes in food. I watch a lot of sports these days, but can not for the life of me, understand cricket!

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    • gerard oosterman Says:

      Here are some basic rules for cricket. GP Cox.

      •You have two sides, one out in the field and one in.
      •Each man that’s in the side that’s in the field goes out and when he’s out comes in and the next man goes in until he’s out.
      •When a man goes out to go in, the men who are out try to get him out, and when he is out he goes in and the next man in goes out and goes in.
      •When they are all out, the side that’s out comes in and the side that’s been in goes out and tries to get those coming in out.
      •Sometimes there are men still in and not out.
      •There are men called umpires who stay out all the time, and they decide when the men who are in are out.
      •Depending on the weather and the light, the umpires can also send everybody in, no matter whether they’re in or out.
      •When both sides have been in and all the men are out (including those who are not out), then the game is finished.

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  7. doesitevenmatter3 Says:

    It is never too late and I think what you did is great!
    I grew up in a sports household so I still enjoy watching sports on TV.
    HUGS to you and Helvi! 🙂
    PATS to Milo and Horse! 🙂
    PS…’Tis a beautiful flowering plant you showed us! Thank you! 🙂

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  8. kaytisweetlandrasmussen83 Says:

    I thought it delightful that Helvi thought of watching the soccer match. We are sports minded peope, Dr. A most assuredly is a believer. However, we do’t receive all the good stuff, so seldom see an entire game. That’s OK too, because after all, it’s the end game which matters. There isn’t much on TV anyway however you see it. I’ll take a good book any time.

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  9. shoreacres Says:

    I confess I’m not much of a fan of soccer. In fact, I don’t have a clue about the rules, or how the game’s played. I know that the kids enjoy it, though, and anything that kids can do in a vacant lot with a ball has my vote.

    In fact, my first sight of kids playing soccer came in Liberia. We flew into some of the maternal-child health clinics in distant villages, in a Cessna STOL. Needless to say, the “airfields” weren’t much. Some were narrow, some were terrifically shot, and some ran uphill at about a 25 degree angle. But even the best fields required a flyover before we landed, to get the soccer players off the field. Of course, even if no one was playing soccer, there sometimes were goats that needed to be shooed away. Good times.

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  10. algernon1 Says:

    I watched the game too, Australia played well and deserved a draw I thought. The game against the Danes was a ripper and Australia deserved a win, if only we had a striker that could finish. Van Majwich thought the same.

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