In preparation for NL-ES 2014, I thought I’d resurrect this analysis of the NL-ES 2010 game. Happy reading and hup Holland, hup!
The World Cup is over for the next four years and so this era of blogging must come to a end. As I type, the vuvuzelas are warming up for the team’s homecoming this afternoon.
The Dutch team’s performance in the final was nicely summed up by his eminence, Lord Cruyff:
“This ugly, vulgar, hard, hermetic, hardly eye-catching, hardly football style, yes it served the Dutch to unsettle Spain. If with this they got satisfaction, fine, but they ended up losing. They were playing anti-football.”
Packed into a heaving orange terrace on Sunday evening, cloudy with cigarette smoke, the smell of bitterballen [see previous post] wafting around, plastic cups of warm, watery beer plonked in front of us all, there was a carnival atmosphere. A huge cheer went up when the ariel view of Museumplein flashed up on the TV, showing a hundred thousand strong bouncing and swaying…
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