2024-03-26 17:57:05
From now on, I apologize in advance if this text does not present the quality necessary for this page – if it ever showed – because, once again, I was in Beira Rio to see the team being mercilessly eliminated with touches of cruelty by an admittedly inferior team. Please don’t call me cold, because like 40 thousand souls last night, I arrived home at 1:30 am and this morning I woke up at 6 am with a head the size of a watermelon (no, it’s not that old dull pun born in the painful 90s, coined gracefully and maliciously after we lost to Juventude and then placed our ‘hopes’ in it so as not to see our brother beat Gauchão once again), and with a cell phone full of messages from friends (friends??!!) grebbbistas with images of that ball passed by Robert Renan to the white-green archer.
That said, according to the glorious Goggle, “Bread and Circuses, or Panem et Circenses, in Latin, is one of the most famous expressions of the ancient world, when talking about how the public power of the Roman Empire, with “food and entertainment”, was able to politically maneuver the populace”and this policy was intended to “the objective is to appease the population, the majority of whom are the plebs, through the promotion of large banquets, parties and sporting and artistic events, as well as food subsidies (distribution of bread and wheat)”.
Keeping due proportions, we Colorado fans, even though we are much more evolved and intelligent than the poor Roman plebs, in a certain way, in recent times, perhaps due to the pain of successive defeats and humiliations, we have been fully involved in a private spectacle of Bread and Circus, where the Management and our technician (yes, this one cannot be spared at this moment) based on the heavy hiring coming with the money of the one hundred and so thousand members, from Libra, or God knows where from, allowed us to forget all the hardships and fiascoes that we have been involved in up to our necks in recent years, leading us to the collective delirium of believing that the team had reached a higher level in years, even without winning absolutely anything.
And it wasn’t just the fans themselves. I said in the last post that the vast majority (including the ‘specialized press’ and the so-called ‘identified’ (supported and supported by the bets of life) also fell into this trap.
See that after naturally beating lower-ranking teams in state and national football, we were all left thinking that the entire game would be a ‘show’ in itself. Everything contributed to the collective delirium, even Coudet, after yet another victory, praised the signings that were offered to him, but did not shy away from asking for Oscar, to our dream and delight. The icing on the cake was the Arsenal-style shirt, which fueled our imagination that we were truly facing a team with the possibility of winning the Champions Leagueinstead of the championships played in these Brazilian lands.
But, immersed in this collective euphoria, we forget a simple and even obvious issue… that the managers and guarantors of the fiascos are still absolutely the same, especially a president who, even though he seems to have the ability to negotiate contracts and take care of the administrative and who had already learned from the mistakes of the recent past, does not appear to have the necessary humility to understand the difficult moment the Club is experiencing in football terms. And this is reflected within the locker room and in the absence of basic issues. Proof of this is the perplexity I felt upon learning that in the middle of 2024 (after SEVERAL FIASCOS in which, admittedly, in addition to the tactical and football issue itself, there was a lack of EQ, or emotional quotient, as a friend said) we still do not have professionals linked to mental health to deal with with the players. This certainly reflects why an experienced player like Maurício fell for Nenê’s childish provocation; even if this ‘amateurish’ It’s also his fault. Let’s come and go, Maurício has been here for years, he can’t fall for that type of provocation in any way; in addition to that goal being wasted with the opposing goalkeeper falling to the right side and leaving the left corner of the goal completely open… there was a clear lack of emotional aspect in it. Do you want to know if a player is psychologically affected by a decision? See how he reacts to a missed goal!!! Maurício did exactly what follows the desperate player’s playbook.
Coudet, once again, was the central chapter of the defeat, just as he had already been in the shitty draw in Caxias. Roger tied him up, gagged him, boxed him in on the field and built a duplex in his head during the more than 180 minutes played and… NOTHING, a huge and absolute nothing came out of that bag to try to change the game, not even a measly tactical variation was allowed , even with the hourglass of time slipping beneath your eyes. We lost the creative trio (Bruno Henrique, Aranguíz and Alampa) and Wanderson from the opening minute there at Jaconi, we went down the mountain and the party of the people in green continued until Daronco whistled the end of the game at Beira Rio and sent us to the despair of penalties. All this seen from the box by Coudet who knew nothing about it. We saw the ball spin, an unproductive back and forth worthy of torture (which reminded me of the terrible year of 2017) between Mercado, Vitão and him… the infamous Renê, and what did Coudet do??? NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!!
There was a lack of preparation to face Juventude… that’s a fact!!! They didn’t even have the respect to look and see that on the other side there were guys like Roger (although he’s not a ‘top’ technician) and Paulo Paixão (that one, I don’t even need to say), who, we know, are not idiots and would do everything to try to eliminate us.
To make matters worse, the interview made it clear that Coudet didn’t know why he lost, which leaves me even more perplexed for the future. If it doesn’t change, I don’t know if we’ll make it through half the year with it.
Another thing that became clear to me is that the team doesn’t have physical strength when the game requires it… we didn’t win any tackles and the ‘second’ ball was ALWAYS theirs.
In short… a night to forget.
But that’s ok… after all, we put together a team to win the Champions League.
And long live bread and circuses!!!
#Panem #Circenses #RED #BLOG