Costa Rica fans asking for tickets were so so so polite, kind and wished us well when we crushed their dreams of being able to sell them a match ticket… unlike the coke wired England fans, swearing, pushing and quite frankly making me cringe.
Fear not, the glass is very much half full still!
The game itself was dour!
As we know it was 0-0 game. As idiots went crazy on Facebook claiming that England were a shambles, the intelligent, more aware football followers hit back stating that Costa Rica had actually won the group and were indeed a force to be reckoned with.
The England fans reacted to Brazil fans singing their songs and it kind of kicked off for about 20 seconds with drinks being thrown at each other.
There was no messing though and even the most ardent hooligan soon behaved as the Military came in with their tear gas guns.
The chances of going up north for the next round of game was simply impossible. Not because of the fact we don’t have the money, but the simple fact that we don’t have a private helicopter for us to travel on in this huge country.
We had until midnight to start choosing and applying what games we want to do for the next round. We opted to come back to Belo Horizonte for the Brazil v Chile match.
Unlike other FIFA World Cups, there is not the transport facility to enable us to travel from Fortaleza to Brasilia. The Japanese shake their heads knowing that they provided superb Shinkansen trains from every possible destination. In South Africa, France, Germany – we could drive. Here we only have one option. Do a game in Rio and then onto the capital of Brasilia.
Perhaps there will be a mini tournament between Spain, Italy, England and a few of the other ‘big’ nations who are going home early.
Including the 2 remaining group games – we only have eight games to go!
England fans were singing, “on the pitch, on the pitch, on the pitch….”
No meeting up with friends in BH tonight 😦
The bus back to Rio was calling… and the French taking on Ecuador