What a finale to this past month. The world cup has been controlling my life, detemining when I can make phone calls to Israel (don’t dare while there’s a game!), when my nanny will make it to work and of course, in what mood, and lastly, what social activities we do over the weekend (must have TV, prefer HD TV).
This morning, we dropped off my oldest son at the bus depot as he left for 3 weeks of camp, and rushed to friends that lived nearby to watch the game.
Why am I happy that Italy is the world cup champion?
- My son Yoav (almonst 9) was cheering for them, for the very important reason that France beat Brazil. That’s just like the saying about your enemy’s enemy being your friend….
- Moshe Gavrielov (ex-Verisity CEO, now Cadence exec and soccer fan galore) wanted Italy to win. Of course, he thought they’d loose, since his first choice was Brazil, then Portugal, then all that was left was Italia…
- I really detest behavior like that demonstrated by the French icon, Zidane (sorry to my French friends). I get it that it’s a stressful moment, but isn’t that what makes one an exceptional leader? I suppose ending one’s career with a red flag in the deciding championship game, into the second overtime is probably punishment enough, however…
For the next Mondial, I would love to dream that perhaps Israel will have made it to the games. Who knows, miracles happen
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