my brazillian dates

It was year 1994 and i , for the first time in mine ten years on this planet ,was allowed to watch on TV, which din't belonged to religious soaps category. Well, it was FIFA world cup(golden days of Doordarshan, it was everything then). Me and mine Taya ji would keep on glued to our good old black and white TV set then, watching every game. i was football illiterate those days, so i would keep on asking millions of stupid questions to tayaji whole day. His favourite team was Brazil and as i din't knew anything about other teams, it automatically become mine too. Since then, no matter what the conditions are on field, this heart has been Brazillian forvever.
Come 98 and it was France that year, Doordarshan still aired them live and despite being reprimanded daily by my parents,  i would keep myself awake each day and  watched my favourite teams play. Although brazillians had  lost a match at group stage, they were flawless upto semifinals. To this day , i don't know what happened to Ronaldo that day, everybody had a different story to tell, most comical by a newspaper here that he was food poisened  by French that day, whatever,  i never liked that bald footballer named 'Zidane' again. Another team i liked in France'98 was Croatia. They played like real croat mercenaries on field.
2002, S.korea & Japan. Major bad news for me  was that Doordarshan din't aired it this time. Well , this was the first major impact of globalization on my life. Since cable wasn't available  in our village those days, so i mounted the antennae on the tallest tree available in our neighourhood, tuned it on Pakistan TV and  was surprised to find out that there are some pakistanis, who love talking about football than about Kashmir. More importantly, Brazil played the best ever football of my lifetime in that worldcup. Moreover, this time, it was not about Ronaldo only this time, more then him, it were Rivaldo, Roberto Carlos and Ronaldinho, who impressed me more. Heights were Rivaldo's goal against Belgium in the prequarters, Ronadinho's mezzy run against England before passing the ball to Rivaldo for the team's opener, then that 37 meter free kick sailing over the David Seaman's head into the net and finally that brace of Ronaldo against the mighty German Oliver kahn in the finals. Another thing which made the zealous me happy was France's horrendrous run in that cup. I was damn happy on the eve of day one.
one more  thing, which actually happened in  our class during the cup was that one of our teachers told us that he will tell us some basics about football and the first thing he asked was something  like this,
''okay, tell me the name of  that footballer who was a Marijuana addict?''
i wanted to slap  that nut in front of whole class. There would have  been a million better ways to introduce Maradona.
2006, Germany, i was in college and god was no longer Brazillian. i think he disliked  overweight players. Zidane single handedly knocked off my favourite team out of cup. I hated France more. Zidane headbutted the trophy into the Italian hands in the finals. Italians, who speak there own language in  the  most funnier way, enter the final of world  cup every 12 years, winning and losing alternately. 70 lost, 82 won, 94 lost, 2006 won...amazing naaa..
2010, this time, its South Africa. Mind says, brazil wont be winners this time depending upon there current team but heart believes thatboy, they are Brazillians, they  can pull off from anywhere.
next time, in 2014, its gonna be in Brazil itself. Godd ji,  please make me rich enough by  that time to  be able to fly there and cheer my team  there and do make it Brazil v/s Argentina in the finals at Rio, that would be much much much better....Amen.