Saturday, June 30, 2018

30.06.18 - Show de bola #1


Yesterday I was explaining the complex permutations of the England-Belgium match – whereby it arguably made more sense for both teams to try and lose the game, thereby finishing second in their group and avoiding the tougher half of the draw in the knockout stages - to Gaby, when she replied that it was all much of a muchness anyway, because the winner of this year’s World Cup had already been determined in advance.  This is a common statement of hers re: football matches, so I decided to get to the bottom of it, resulting in a frankly wild conversation which I’ll do my best to translate and transcribe below:

F: You’re saying it’s all rigged?

Hairy Kane
- Ridaut Dias Jr., 2018
G: Yes.  Not necessarily the details of each game or even the final score, but the winner of a major tournament like the World Cup is agreed in advance.  There’s too much money involved for that kind of thing to be left to chance.

F: Right… How exactly?

G: Before each tournament every government will determine how  important it is to have their team win, and whether they can afford it, and usually the most politically unstable one will outbid the others, in an attempt to distract their population with a big sporting win.  Or at least pay FIFA to host the tournament.  There are gentlemen’s agreements between world leaders, a whole system of contracts and negotiations which we’re not party to.  So this year I think England have bought the rights, because of Brexit and because it’s probably the Queen’s last World Cup and they want to give her a nice send-off.

F: You think England will win the World Cup?

G: Why not?

F: …

F: But by that logic, wouldn’t Russia want to win?  It’s being held there and they are all about distracting people.

G: Ah, but they already paid FIFA to host it, so they probably don’t have the cash to buy the actual trophy.

F: Plus they’re statistically the worst team this year, so it might look too suspicious.  So you’re saying Germany blew their budget to win in 2014, which is why they were knocked out in the group stages this time around?

G: Exactly!

F: Italy did the same in 2010 having won in 2006; Spain likewise in 2014 having won in 2010; France likewise in 2002 having won in 1998… You might be onto something actually. 

G: Italy didn't even qualify this year, they just didn't have the budget. And the US just took this World Cup off altogether, to avoid any further links to Russia.

F: But what about the players and the training staff?

G: They’re in on it too.  It’s all about money and their personal brand – as long as they’re out in front of the cameras and everyone stops to watch, they don’t really care whether they actually win or not.

F: I’m sure some of them do… I mean, look at the 7-1 against Germany, the players were devastated afterwards. Some of them never recovered, career-wise.

G: Sure they did.  They’re all still playing or have cushy commentary jobs. They were probably glad to be shot of it all after the final whistle.

F: They didn’t look glad…

G: In front of the cameras, maybe. But they were on their yachts or whatever the next day.

F: But you saw Neymar crying after the end of the Costa Rica game the other day – he clearly feels a lot of pressure from the nation, if not personal pride too.

G: Nah, he’s not that bothered.  Just as long as he gets paid.

F: I don’t think he does get paid for going to the World Cup... Why not just sack it off and spend the summer counting his millions?

G: Because of all the lucrative sponsorship opportunities and the kickbacks from FIFA.  Just because he’s rich doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to get even richer!

F: OK but… how come none of this ever gets out?

G: Lots of non-disclosure agreements and people getting paid off.

F: Wouldn’t there be whistle-blowers?

G: I’m sure there have been whistle-blowers, but that doesn’t mean people listen to them.  Look at what the politicians get away with here, because they have a large enough following willing to overlook evidence of their corruption. 

F: But if the winner is predetermined, why would any of the other teams even make an effort? Why eat into their summer holidays to get to the final, for instance, knowing that they’re not going to win it?

G: Getting to the final or semi-final is still good, image-wise, for the players and the country. 

F: So FIFA doesn’t compensate the losing nations for their time?

G: No need! Everybody wins, because the whole world stops to watch every four years.

F: So all the effort they go through is put on?

G: Exactly.

F: Right, but it’s still effort though.  They’re not faking all the miles they run.  So if they’re going to put all that effort in to make it seem like they’re putting effort in, they might as well… actually put effort in, and play to win?  It’s a bit like

[embarks on a long-winded re-enactment of the Mitchell & Webb Look sketch about faking the moon landings]

G: But the moon landings were faked.

F: [wailing, gnashing of teeth]

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

26.06.18 - Uma vez na vida e outra na morte

Halloooo,

Good to talk at t'weekend.  I'm more or less over the dose of flu that kept me housebound and left me no choice but to watch every match at the World Cup last week.   Indeed, we had a pretty lively weekend involving not one but two kinds of fondue on Friday night at a Swiss-style chalet in Morumbi that had a piano-player who belted out "Can't Take My Eyes Off You" on request. 

Then on Saturday we went to a huge plot of land out east with endless skewers of meat on tap and huge screens showing Germany Germany'ing their way out of trouble against the Swedes, to see Guilherme off to Santa Catarina where he's starting a new life with his bride-to-be.  In the evening Ridaut gave us a sneak preview of his TED talk, and the next day we took Zila out for a pastel and a barrage of free fruit at the extremely World Cup-themed Mercadão, having watched England tear Panama a new canal in the morning.

On that note, I've made a regular compilation and a second World Cup-themed compilation - one song per country - before half the teams head home. I've also enjoyed this video of Paul McCartney touring Liverpool (he was born in Nantwich, don't you know); meanwhile this week's phrase is the Brazilian equivalent of "once in a blue moon": "one time in life and another time in death".

Speak soon!

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

19.06.18 - Comer bola

Hallooooo,

All good here, in the midst of a veritable torrent of World Cup footy...  Everything is coming up Fred so far results-wise, except for Brazil's rather underwhelming opening draw against the neutral's favourite, Switzerland; I'm personally a big fan of Mexico's counter-attacking heroics and Iceland's ice wall of a defence so far, but who knows what's next?

A bout of flu curtailed our Valentine's Day plans and a rescheduled fondue date on Friday night was scuppered by half of São Paulo having the same idea (we retreated to a nearby pizzeria instead), but we went to two rather fun birthday parties in quick succession over the weekend - Gaby's cousin and her PUC coursemate - a productive band sesh and of course lots and lots of football.

I've made a regular playlist, a World Cup playlist with one song per country, and my phrase of the week ("to eat the ball") technically means to make a mistake, but is also fairly representative of the feast of footy we're currently enjoying. 

À la prochaine,
Fred Square, Moscow

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

12.06.18 - Brasileiragem

Hallooo,

As I mentioned the other we had a pretty packed weekend; on Saturday morning we went for a Valentine's Day brunch at a furniture shop in Vila Madalena (Valentine's Day is today in Brazil, by the way), ostensibly so the stars of the São Paulo Instagram scene could take pictures of each other, although I got some rather nice carrot cake out of it.

Then it was on to band practice - with talk of another gig before I go off gallivanting around Europe - and on to a new venue that has opened up down the road called Degrau ("stairs") which was basically a big staircase with a bar attached, but was nice enough and does lots of fancy drinks.  On Sunday we went to the in-laws and Gaby made us all lunch, followed by a trip to the cinema to see the new(-ish) Avengers film, which was a fitting culmination of the hours and hours of Marvel films which Gaby and I have been watching over the past few weeks. 

Otherwise we're looking forward to the World Cup - I was going to write a preview from a Brazilian perspective but Nike and Eurosport have beaten me to it, with an excellent look back at the traumatic events of 8th July 2014. I will say it's odd being in a country which is among the favourites to win, although as an England fan I've long since learned to not worry about the actual results and just enjoy the relentless churn of football while it lasts.

And finally, I've made another mixtape - and if you thought I was obsessive, this guy has started a project with 24 hour-long compilations of music from the year of his birth, which could be good if you really miss 1971...

Speak soon!

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

05.06.18 - Mandar os amigos do interior para o Rio

Hallooo,

Good to speak the other day - you'll be pleased to hear our wallpaper intifada has ended, and now comes the time of the great sanding, glory be to spackling. Otherwise it's cold and grey and the city is in a bit of a lull, in between civilisation-threatening industrial action and the World Cup.  Looking forward to things picking up a bit, football and band practice coming back, etc.

In the meantime I've made a mixtape, and my phrase of the week is one of a seemingly endless supply of euphemisms that Brazilians have for defecating, including "depressurizar o cabine" ("depressurise the cabin"), "liberar o refém" ("release the hostage") and, bizarrely enough, "fazer um TED" ("deliver a TED talk").  "Mandar os amigos do interior para o Rio" literally means "send friends from the country to Rio", with a few double-meanings ("interior" can mean the Brazilian hinterland or one's innards, and Rio of course means "river"). So there's that.

Speak soon,

PS: some vids from our gig in March and rehearsals are now available on my Facebook page, courtesy of our guitarist...