Life must be tough when you can't even enjoy a WC like this one, in Brazil.
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Life must be tough when you can't even enjoy a WC like this one, in Brazil.
depends on how much emotion you invest. There are some players in our squad who deserved to get a MKS messeage rammed up their kyber. yep wilko for being a soft kvnt, ryan for letting in stuff hed save for gypos. but most of all keeping fkwit neil in the side until close to the wc knowing we needed to organise a new back 4. should have dropped him at least 2yrs ago and started forming the new backline who are no chance right now. what have we really learned but to keep hearing that this once again is a learning experience.
sh1t getting old.
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Got up Thursday 19th June 2014 at 06:30am hung over again.
Checking out today and getting coach to Florianopolis. After shower and gear sorted headed downstairs for breakfast. Eggs and ham and a few cheese bread balls.
Everyone mood was a little frustrated. The Socceroos were out and the feeling was we shouldn’t be in this predicament. Disgraceful defending and poor finishing cost us victories in 2 games. The effort and commitment displayed will be nowhere near the level of teams that will advance in weaker groups
Headed back upstairs grabbed the gear and heeded to reception for check out. That done headed outside 10 mins early for bus. Checked the gear on got checked off the list.
The bus was to leave at 8am but nothing ever gets done here on time. There was some type of list balls up and everyone needed rechecking and we didn’t depart to 09:45am. Add in the fact people were still arriving at 9am and that didn’t help
Our guide got on the mic and started giving us the run down on the states of Brazil we were in and going to. Gave everyone the shits until he shut up. Everyone wanted to kip.
On the way and unable to see shit due to the condensation build up on the window from people breathing so settled in and had a 90 min kip
Woke up slipped some music on and an hour later we pulled up for lunch. Wise idea to have 25 buses converge on the one spot and not on several of the umpteen rest stops about.
Bloke who came up with that idea needs to be consulted by Middleby as he would be a huge asset to HSG
We were one of the last buses to arrive and with queues a mile long for a feed went to a nearby shop and got a bag of chips a drink of Guarana and some wafer biscuits.
An hour later we got back on the bus and again had to wait for 20mins before leaving
The arvo run took forever. Lowlight of the trip was someone dropping the score of the England v Uruguay clash that was being taped to be shown when we arrived at our hotel. Thanks dickeads.
Most amazing aspect is they were able to get internet connection on the bus as everyone around me wasn’t able to.
2nd lowlight was the bag of chips I bought. They tasted alright but smelt worse than vomit. Could only eat a few before the smell put me off plus the concern they may have been off and possible food poisoning setting in
When we arrived at Florianopolis our diver stopped and got out to help his colleague who had broken down. Another hour down the drain.
**** we are on a roll for useless needless **** ups
By the time we arrived at our hotel it was just after 6pm. Faarrking ridiculous that a 470km trip takes around 10 hours.
Wish I had of flown as it would have been an hour tops.
Checked in which was fun with hundreds trying at the same time.
Met my new room mate who informed me he had been here since 3pm and had left after 9am. Why the difference in travel time I am bemused.
Once again internet issues so head back to reception and find you have to pay. Show them the fibre of my fabric and get access. Sort of.
It works when it wants and is worse than dial up.
Anyway the place we are staying at is a huge resort right on the beach. Can see the ocean even in the dark. During daylight the view must be spectacular
Head back to reception and organise a cab for tomorrow morning at 6am. I am off by bus again to Curitiba for the Honduras V Ecuador clash. R$100 agreed fixed price which I am content with as the bus station is a good 50km away
Head down for dinner. Mass hall set up R$80 for a buffet. Food was fantastic. Had some veges!! Never enjoyed steamed carrot broccoli etc as much on my life.
Thank Griff.
Everything about the dinner was quality almost wedding reception quality but no dishes involving pheasant or some of other obscure meat
Being that so far I had endured an AFD the temptation to have a beer or 20 was there. Considering it was on the house so to speak (Well it isn’t I am paying for it in my stay costs) made it harder but I stuck to the water juice and soft drinks.
When the England v Uruguay came in I barely watched. Ain’t the same when you know who won.
Headed back to room early and left the rest to watch the game and to try and check in for my flight.
Had some type of issue and the message came back in Portuguese. Thanks to my tablet I am unable to use Google Chrome and the auto translate feature so have no idea what it was.
Thanks Microsoft
Your shit translation thing works when it wants and is crap and it is a disgrace I am unable to use chrome or Firefox and have to ice your spiteful IE
Unable to check in and getting frustrated at my shit internet connection hit the sack at 10pm as I was up early again and had succeeded in the AFD plan.
I ain't dead
Just been hectic the last few days
Am currently in transit at Sao Paulo bound for the England v Costa Rica game
My 4.5 hour cab ride on Friday.is a jaffa
Might be a day or 2 before I catch up
Thank god u alive... Was getting really worried here... Gosford and his mayor started celebrations...
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Got up Friday 23rd June 2014 at 05:20am.
Quick shower and try and sort my shit out in the dark so as not to disturb my room mate.
Grab the gear and head to reception. My taxi is waiting 40 mins later and I am at the bus depot. Head in and redeem my ticket from my email print out. Grab something to eat and wait for an hour and jump on board.
Remember ****ing little of the trip. The bus depot is right at the bridge that leads off the island. I was asleep before we made the bridge. Got a good 3.5 hours in and by the time I awoke we were approaching the city limits of Curitiba.
Had picked up a ticket for the Honduras V Ecuador affair. Was one of the first I got and I only went for it as at the time I had no tickets and demand was low and it seemed a wise idea to pick up whatever tickets you could at that stage to see as many games as you could.
Got into the bus depot in Curitiba at just before Midday. Am heading back to Curitiba but am pretty occupied with matches when I am there so am taking the time to see the sights. Headed down to the Estacio Shopping as I knew I could get the city tourist bus there from my visit Monday.
Whilst waiting spotted some bloke dealing drugs openly on the street. Bit of an eye opener as you don’t really see that back home out in the open like this. Made sure to ignore and not stare as you don’t know what they are carrying likely to do.
Was relieved the bus rocked up and jumped on. The thing was packed with Ecuadorians in town for the game. R$25 for the tour. Jump on board and got on and off at a few interesting places. The trip round took about 3 hours non stop. By the time I got off it was 5pm and time to head to the game.
Made the couple of kilometre walk and got there 90 mins before kick off. Headed in and took a tour of the stadium.
Headed to my seat and found an Aussie sitting in front of us. Had a good chat.
As the teams come out to warm up noticed the world’s biggest ****wit Ben Williams was the ref. This was the first time I had laid eyes on the **** since the night he sent the Griff off at his triumphant return to Newy.
As the prick warmed up right in front of us I went down the front to get close and gave him the finger called him every name under the sun and made sure he got the message.
As I was wearing the E&C Jets top and mentioned Griff enough he would have got the point when he eyeballed me I knew he noticed.
Game kicked off. Some impressive forwards for Ecuador but after Zura probably not the type for the Jets
Honduras nicked the lead which set the game up well. Ecuador equalised soon after and good old Ben Williams developed a new legion of haters by disallowing a Honduras goal on HT.
Second half seen Ecuador take the lead with about 25 to go. They then parked the bus and didn’t play. Honduras took control without looking like equalising.
Ben Williams then denied the Ecuadorian striker a hatty for a hand ball of dubious nature and he had another legion of haters.
Game finished at 2-1 Ecuador. Headed out at 9pm having to race to the airport for my flight in 2hours 15mins. Being I was leaving a game and airport was a distance away it was cutting it fine
Made it back to the shopping centre quickly. Jumped the bus quickly and was at the airport at 9:45pm with 1.5 hours to spare.
Check in on the automatic machines and some type of issue. Head to the counter and some type of issue. Nothing was said to me as the supervisor was called. Turns out the flight had been cancelled months ago.
Airline tried telling me they contacted all the passengers months ago. Advised that I had heard nothing. I then pulled my phone out and showed them emails they had sent in the last few weeks and 3 days ago saying we were good to go.
Bloke then looked up my reservation on the internet and it was still showing up as good to go.
Just then a pile of people rocked up who had the same story as me. Cluster**** up of epic proportions for the airline.
Situation was resolved with 2 offers.
Offer 1 flight tomorrow morning
Offer 2 taxi at airlines expense to Florianopolis
Not wanting to spend the night in the airport took the taxi option.
Were gonna drop me at the airport or bus station but pushed it and got them to drop me at hotel which was another 45 mins away saving me paying for and finding another taxi in Florianopolis in the early hours
They filled out a voucher and instructed me to hand it to a taxi outside.
Headed out and gave it to the cabbie. Blokes looked at me like the look you would get if you dropped your pants and took a dump on the floor of Westfield Kotara in Centre Court when the kiddies were lining up to see Santa
Not believing me we headed back to the terminal to see Azul the airline. After speaking with them he got the word it was real and we loaded up the cab
Introductions were made he was named Jimmy. Went to the local servo and filled up.
Jimmy called the boss and let him know what was going on. We hit the road and got 5km up the road. 1.5 hours later we had done about 3km after traffic jam. Found out the reason. A little hatchback was under the wheels of a semi. Ouch.
No one in the car by the time we passed but unlikely the passengers in the hatch will be healthy or alive.
Once past it Jimmy cracked up the speed. We were doing 140-160km on a road similar to the dreaded Swansea bends. The vehicle was rattling and pushing limits that NASA’s Apollo program would have not passed.
Was tempted to get some sleep but was afraid to close the eyes as it may have been the last thing I ever seen. Watching as we took each bend at high speed seemed like it took the edge of not watching.
After about 30 mins outside of Curitiba started getting paranoid. There was very little to stop Jimmy dropping me off on the highway in the dark in the middle of nowhere and telling the airline he took me to Florianopolis. Could have robbed us taking my luggage anything. Outside the car was literally bushland and a place Ivan Milat would have been scared to go.
After about 2.5 hours we stopped at a roadhouse on the highway. Quick piss and back in the taxi. Far too many odd characters hanging about at 2am
Finally made the hotel at 3:20am after a 4.5hour taxi ride.
Left Jimmy with a $R 100 tip. As he drove me to my hotel he had saved me more than that in cab fare from airport anyway
Also advised him to fleece the airline for heaps via Google translate
Sat up to 4am absolutely perplexed it had been a bizarre day with a 4.5hr 350km taxi ride
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Got up Saturday 21st June 2014 at 09:00am
Weird feeling to wake up not hung over from alcohol but more from lack of sleep exhaustion still bemused at last nights cab ride
My activity disturbed my room mate who also awoke.
Poor sod got in at 6am after a night out at the Fatboy Slim concert on the beach I had missed due to last nights shenanigans in Curitiba.
Headed down for breakfast. OJ cereal and fruit and some egg and ham quiche thing
Headed back to room for a shower. Shoved the Socceroos top on and went in with it. Cake of soap cleaned and hung out to dry. Not certain I will get to a laundry before the Spain game and it needed a bit of TLC
Hung out to dry on our balcony. Lovely sunny day with a splendid view over the beach. Decided to go for a stroll along the thing. Good couple of km walk to the end of beach. Then another hike up the hill to the high point. Spectacular views of the nearby coastline.
Headed back to room and caught the remainder of the Argentina v Iran clash highlighted by a sublime finish from Messi to win it in injury time
Headed down to the pool and socialised over a few drinks for the Germany Ghana clash
Back to the room for a shower and then down for dinner.
On the way down caught up with some blokes who had a game of golf today.
My mate from Newy was one of them. He started filling me in on the day they had and the conversation turned to golf in Newy region. I started talking about various golf courses in Gods country.
This bloke then asked me if I was from Newy.
Considering he was wearing a Jets replica shirt. I was wearing a Jets jumper and I was giving a great run down with intimate knowledge of the Newy region I was a little bemused with the question to say the least. Needless to say everyone who heard him put plenty of shit on him for his stupidity
Feed was again fantastic highlight once again was the vegies. They do have vegies here but it is a joy just to have carrot broccoli cauliflower etc as they ain’t seen often enough
Dinner was meant to include a chat with Stan the Man Lazarides telling stories and answering questions
After being there for 2 hours and no sign of him and the band playing I decided to call it a night. Can imagine my disgust as I was walking out Stan was walking in
Headed back to room anyway. My roommate had a couple of blokes in for a drink.
One of them turned out to be my next room mate so we had a good chat to get to know one another. The other bloke is known as The Minister. Short for Minister for Veterans Affairs. Apparently has a penchant for old ladies
Few more beers and hit bed at 12:30am. Not a real wise idea when we are up at 5:30am to check out but I have done dumber and a bus trip tomorrow offers good opportunity to catch up on sleep
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Got up Sunday 22nd June 2014 at 05:30am.
Lets just say todays day was almost as bad as hearing the news that GVE was reappointed as Jets coach Middleby was reappointed to a life time deal, the Jets signed Hutcho and Griff signed for the Gypos all on the same day
What a **** of a day.
Started off with a quick shower tidy the gear up and head down for breakfast. Had some scrambled eggs and calabrese a spicy pepperoni like sausage. Washed it down with some tropical like juice I mistook for the OJ. Wasn’t bad though
Headed back to room to grab gear to check out. First up my swipe card malfunction. Had to buzz the roommate to wake him up to let us in.
Then head up to check out. 30 mins in the queue and it was time to wait for the bus.
We were bound for Curitiba for the Socceroos v Spain game tomorrow.
Bus was to take us an from my experience Friday it is 30-40 mins from hotel to bus terminal in Florianopolis and another 4 hours to the terminal in Curitiba which is only a few blocks from our hotel. So being we had an 8am departure we should be there 1pm-2pm
Lets just say this didn’t happen.
At 8am after sitting round in the cold air for an hour we still weren’t on the bus. All of a sudden the buses drove off. Rumours circulated they were on strike.
Glad to see the investment in more beer less sleep to make it up on the bus in the morning plan had backfired
Around 9:30am we were moved up to the football field. Luggage and all had to be dragged 300m over some rugged terrain
When we got there we could see the buses on the other side of the field. We stood on the other side of the field and a Mexican standoff occurred.
Heap of blokes got out on the field and what started as 4v4 in the penalty box ended up 30v30 on the full size pitch.
EVENTUALLY the issue was resolved and we were told to get on a bus. Once again had to lug the gear another 300m over some rough terrain. As by now we had been told a pile of stories from the tour organisers I was less inclined to believe them
We were told to see our tour guide which to me was humorous as in over 10 days I still hadn’t met mine.
Tried asking one of the tour lackys if it was the same bloke I arrived with. Whilst he was trying to answer me someone chose to speak their mind. A slinging match ensued with insults flying everywhere. Ended up walking away after trying to repeat my query several times as they were more interested in arguing with the paying punters
Found a bus driver who spoke English who informed me the issue was to do with paperwork. People had to go on the bus they came to Florianopolis on due to Brazilian regulations. Our tour group wanted to change this to have people on the same bus going to the same hotel.
What irritates me the most is this is why you go on a tour. To not have to deal with these type of hassles. It irritates me that the 1500people on the tour were used as leverage and our time was wasted. I also find it baffling that our tour dis organisers took over 3.5 hours to organise a compromise and get us going. After all that is what you are paying the over inflated prices for on a tour
In the meantime we were like mushrooms. Kept in the dark an fed shit
Another hour later and it was midday and we finally departed. Another hour stop over for lunch and we reached our hotel in Curitibia at 7:30pm
Being that we were meant to leave at 8am and had a 300km trip we should have been there at 2pm today was a joke. I done the same distance in a bus on Friday in 4hours with no stop
Another hour of check in due to a couple of hundred people arriving at the same time and I got in the room at 8:45pm. I had missed all 3 games today.
Headed out for a burger and another wait of 45 mins as they were snowed under with demand. Found a shop grabbed half a dozen beers and headed back to the hotel with my roommate to polish them off and drink away our frustrations.
Basically the whole day was wasted due to the incompetence of our tour group who covered themselves in a level of incompetent glory that even Middleby will never surpass
KUTGW Member, he's doing the South Korean game as well if you can make it to that.Quote:
Originally Posted by MFKS
Guess who got into Sao Paulo tonight and has tickets for the game:yay:Quote:
Originally Posted by Thomas477
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Got up Monday 23rd June 2014 at 7:30am.
Headed down to breakfast which was probably the worst I have had on the trip. Very plain and bland and they had no eggs at all
Headed back up for a shower and to don the war paint etc for the final match v Spain
Being that our tour dis organisers had ****ed up yesterday was wondering how they would make it up to us.
Once again let down as we were made to walk to our pre match function venue. Was allegedly 2.9km away at most but when it took me over 1 hour to get there.
What made it even worse was the place they marked it on the map was wrong. We had to walk much further than where they indicated.
Place was spectacular. Old school stately home yard etc in the guts of the city.
Settled in for a few drinks which was the only reason I came. Considering the open bar policy never stopped I was reluctant to leave.
Charlie Yankos was interviewed on stage and offered some fantastic tales of days past.
Bozza and Lazarides eventually joined Yankos for some opinion on the upcoming game.
Bozza informed us he had 10k ripped out of his bank account after using his CC in Brazil. I found the story bizarre considering he had been to a door doof concert the other night where people take and buy drugs everywhere and he is now short some money. Draw the dots.
One thing he did say blew me away. He was telling us he loves his job on Foxtel doing the HAL and EPL but the last few years doing the Socceroos he has hated.
Reason being we have been embarrassing and poor to watch with that many issues being neglected and him and the panel have been made to talk it up by the powers that be instead of speaking their mind. Once those two 6-0 drubbings occurred they were only then allowed to speak
Got a brief apology for yesterdays shit fest which doesn’t cut it for me. It just isn’t good enough
Went out and joined in some songs being sung
Iniestas gonna win **** all
Fernando Torres can not score
Your on the first plane back to Madrid
Were the cream of the crop.
Chargēd to the ground pretty pumped. The last 2 games gave us cause for hope.
The first few minutes we looked up for it with Spain making many errors.
As the game settled we lost it well before the first goal. Spain slowed the pace of the game down to speeds that remind me of watching GVEs Jets. Australia fell into the same trap and chose to play the same slow game.
As a result our chance of getting a result by hitting them hard and fast on the counter were null and void. Add in we ain’t beating them at their game
Did get to see Taggz start. Bloke looked star struck and was behind the play all day. His team mates rarely played him the ball when they could have. What was bad was he wasn’t running defensively. No great surprise to see him removed at HT
Anyway Spain eventually took the lead after great build up play. Have heard people be critical of our defence but we were actually pulled apart by the genius of Iniesta. Slowed the speed down waited for a runner to catch someone out and they were away. Villa with the back heel flick finish
By then game set and match
Did get to see a collectors edition with a Fernando Torres goal. Yes Torres actually scored. Once again Iniesta laying the chance on the platter.
Spain even grabbed a 3rd to give some respectability to their dominance.
At least with the 3 goals we were picked apart by their play and we didn’t hand them to them on a platter.
All in all the game was a poor game to watch. Forget the result it wasn’t exciting.
I found joy on watching that Iniesta bloke run around and do his thing.
There was one time that just blew me away. With a ball arriving at an awkward height and 3 blokes arriving to tackle he somehow got it away to a bloke behind him. What was amazing is he knew he was there because he weren’t looking that way and then had the talent to manipulate the ball where he wanted to send it.
Sign him up to feed the Griff thinks. FFS
Full time came and watching Australia at the World Cup was over this tourney.
What it also means that I now officially won my bet with WLG and their will be no last minute reprieve for Luca$h
Timmy came on the field and led the players over to thank the fans.
Correction he wasn’t the first. Alex Wilkinson done a lap of dishonour on his own. Dumb ****
Made my way out if the ground and walked it back to the hotel.
Thoughts were well that was basically the performance ẃe expected from the Socceroos all tourney. Add in the fact our blokes don’t play midweek and we are gonna struggle playing our 3rd game in 10days against an opponent who does that all the time.
We finished exactly as expected 3 losses we aimed up well in 2 games and stuck it to our opponent and we built for the future. Hopefully we learn some lessons from this on squad reservation playing friendlies and picking the right coaches etc
Helped a couple of Aussies out who were lost and guided them back to hotel.
Dumped the gear quick freshen up and out for several beers. Also to watch the Brazil game v Camerooes as they call it here.
Went for a bit of a hike and I found myself up in the historical section of town. There were a couple of thousand celebrating well before kick off.
Unable to get a table headed to a shop and bought 4tinnies and stood outside watching as the game kicked off.
Place erupted as soon as Neymar put the hosts in front. I was stoked as I have a M49 ticket and am keen to see Brazil top the group.
When Camerooes levelled the sigh in the crowd was deafening. More so me who stood to have scored a great ticket through great fortune only to see it turn to shit if these blokes didn’t pull their socks up
When Neymar put Brazil back in front a short time later the party was back on.
Went and grabbed some more tinnies as the score kept going up in Brazil favour I was celebrating more than the locals with my vested interest
Fulltime and the place went off. Even more so than me when I found out it would be Brazil Chile Saturday
Crazy times. Got shattered drinking, socialising and enjoying the atmosphere but had to pack it up early as I needed to be up at 4am tomorrow. Made it into bed by 10pm
Sounds like standard organisational fare for the Fantiki crew.Quote:
Originally Posted by MFKS
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Woke up Tuesday 24th June at 2:30am.
Being that I was set to get up to head to Belo Horizonte for the England v Costa Rica clash at 4am you can imagine my mood when my room mate stumbled in smashed with some Brazilian bird in tow that he had pulled.
Now what really disappoints me is that he could have brought one of her friends to keep me company or if that ain’t happening remember the old chestnut.
Get Your End In Get Your Friend In
Needless to say there was no repatriation coming my way for being woken up
Poor bastards fooled around for about an hour as I tried to sleep. As soon as I jumped in the shower at 3:45am could her noise occurring with something hitting the wall.
Finished in the shower and grabbed the gear and headed down to grab a taxi to the airport
Bumped into a few boys loitering outside the hotel after a big night out whom informed me there was a strip club up the road like 50m from the hotel. Went up and had a look and came back to tell them it weren’t The red light they were seeing indicates traffic exiting the building so pedestrians need to take care. Not sluts are in da house
Jumped a taxi to the airport. When I got there tried paying the bill. Bloke tried ripping me off. Tried telling me I had to pay 30% more with the calculator and some sign language. Obviously tries this trick on a few non locals but this wasn’t my frost rodeo.
Pointed out to him that he is trying to rip me off. I was already on the night rate of band 2 not the day rate of band 1
Bloke was caught out high and dry and his con had failed.
Called the taxi supervisor over who spoke some English. Whilst the argument was on going between all of us I threw the correct bill onto the bonnet and walked off
No one came after me.
Headed in and checked in and awaited the flight to Belo Horizonte at 6:28am. Had a stopover in Sao Paulo for the connecting flight to Belo
Flight to SP took barely 40mins but we spent a lot of time in plane before leaving.
Went for a walk around the terminal in SP looking for an ATM. You would think you would find at least 1 behind security but was unable to.
Finally was able to log onto WIFI at an airport. The setup is a joke. You need to put in your Brazilian tax file number which is a bit hard if you don’t have one. Either that or you download an app for tourists. Once this is done you sign up and should be right to go. Only problem is it keeps telling you your password is wrong when it ain’t.
Was able to get a connection with a Mastercard Gratis line. The only problem is Mastercard are now gonna be spamming some email address that don’t exist. Oh well
After spending 15 mins ****ing around to get on I then posted on the foz to let everyone know I wasn’t dead. When I looked up no one was at the gate. Looked at the time and thought I have missed boarding and am up shit creek. Found a TV and found we had been moved to a new gate. Phew
Eventually boarded plane and got a 30min kip in.
Arrived at 10am. First thing I did was remove the jumper as it was 30C and a cracking day.
Went and found an ATM and got some money and then wandered out.
Found they were doing buses to the Stadium for today’s match for $R10 each way. Booked a return ticket. Considering the airport is 30-40km outside the city was expecting to pay a motza in a cab there and back so was stoked at this deal.
Settled in for the ride which took 45 mins.
Bus drove us straight past the ground and then dropped us a km up the road.
Place was swarming with crowd.
Seen many of the Pom chav wannabes with their shifty tattoos shirts off and expensive clothes drinking piss and living up to the stereotype.
Found it bemusing England now have a star on their shirt as it seems ridiculous that they have won a WC looking at the shut state of their NT in my lifetime
Went into the ground and the security were anal. Kept pulling everyone up for the most minor things make up deodorant bag of chips water and confiscating the lot.
Was relieved to get past the ticket scanner as I was impersonating a female according to the name on the ticket.
Secondly it was a bought ticket on the second hand market so getting in meant I hadn’t been ripped off with a fake
Had arranged to meet someone at 12:00pm for another ticket purchase.
Having a bit of time to kill took the tour around the place. Spectacular stadium even if round.
Went and waited for my ticket purchase. Whilst waiting spent time being camera man for people taking photos of people with the ground as a backdrop. At one stage had 4 phones/cameras in my hands that weren’t mine.
Bloke finally made it at 12:40pm after being held up in the chaos outside
Deal done and headed over to my seat.
Wearing my Jets shirt meant I got stopped by a fair few Poms asking about Heskeytime so it took a while to get there.
Did though see some bloke wearing an English flag Aussie flag and Aussie NT shirt with an English flag painted on the face. Dis graceful. Tony Abbot should see this man never sets foot in the country again
Made it to the seat just before the teams came out.
For some reason the dumb ****s at FIFA had allocated the area that would be in the hot sun all day to the active English support. Well planned that adding the heat to their liquor consumption issues. Considering 85%of the ground was in shade little excuse for this glaring oversight of stupidity.
Teams came out and England had benched Rooney and Stevie G and given the yoof a run.
Pretty poor game all up. England back 4 basically had Costa Rica covered all day and it was to be a question as to whether they could break down the 5 man Costa Rica back line.
Being that it finished 0-0 the answer is in the score.
Rooney came on with 15mins left Stevie G with 25 to go so at least got to see those 2 play in the flesh.
Matter of fact the English team were an embarrassment to their fans. Watching the Aussies when we tore in support wise our blokes lifted for the next 30-60 seconds and responded. When England ripped in in the stands the players offered no increased effort.
Considering the money interest and support for the game it is disgraceful that the clowns who don the 3 lions shirt put in such insipid efforts for their NT
With 10mins to go a ruckus started down in the England active support. Fighting broke out between them and the Brazilians and the riot police moved in.
The Brazilians had spent the second half wolf whistling and booing any English song sang. They then started singing song that basically pointed out the WC score of 5-1 in Brazil favour.
I am sure the English were also no angels but the form of the locals was actually embarrassing
At FT with the mood getting nasty made my way to the bus stop. Short wait and jumped on for the 45 min trip back to the airport.
Got back about 4:20pm and walking in spotted a bloke wearing a NZ Soccer shirt.
Asked him what he was doing here. He looked bemused so reminded him his team were not good enough to get here and they were just a back water near Australia on the planet and made the relevant jokes about sheep etc
Had a bit of a chat and the bloke informed me he was a Liverpool fan so lost points there.
He had then flown over to follow England in the world cup more points off there.
When the subject got on to the Jets there was some discussion about Heskeytime.
When the bloke told me he reckoned that Michael ****ing Bridges was a great player who we should have played more often I knew I was dealing with a halfwit
Once I managed to escape I checked in and went and waited for my 6:30pm flight going back to Curitiba direct. My airline booking home had originally been 2 leg and 1 leg was cancelled so had to rebook and got it direct at a better time for same money.
The airport was a ****ing disaster zone with pasty sunburnt chavs who had a big day on the piss sprawled everywhere.
Got on flight and got nearly an hours kip.
Landed in Curitiba at 8:30pm and jumped on the bus. Bus driver dropped me on the corner a block from my hotel. My hotel sponsors the bus run
Made it back there at 9:10pm absolutely blitzed.
Jumped on Skype and reported into HQ a bit of internet before hitting bed at 11:30pm
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Got up Wednesday 25th June 2014 at 7:00am.
Leaving today for Sao Paulo and the tour disorganisers have told us the bus situation has been sorted and all will run smooth.
Problem I had was I needed to collect my clothes from the local laundry up the road before the 8:30am departure. Headed up and they were shut. Returned and had a shower and packed what I could bit hard to do when 90% of your clothes aren’t here.
Headed back to the laundry at 7:30am still closed
At 8am and starting to panic as everyone was ready and waiting to leave and if my clothes were not collected before they left I was looking at organising some very expensive last minute transport to Sao Paulo
So to hasten my situation I checked out and left my gear with everyone in the foyer. At 8:15 the laundry was open. Grabbed the gear raced back relieved that the possible disaster was averted
The urgency was pointless.
We never left until 9am anyway and were dropped at a muster point at a road stop 15-20km north of Curitiba.
If Sunday’s bus shenanigans were a joke then today takes the cake. We sat around changed buses loading and unloading gear 3 times.
We had the Brazilian Federal Police in attendance also who made life difficult changing plans all the time.
The whole thing stems from Brazilian bureaucracy that bus lists must be accurate when crossing state lines. The drivers get into a lot of shit if they breach this and are standing their ground. Fair enough.
Our Tour Disorganiser wishes to try and bend these rules instead of going with the flow putting the paying customer out by wasting their time day holiday etc. in some dick pulling contest with the locals.
Our inglorious tour disorganiser even spun us some line that the Police wanted us to go as there were bandits in the area. Found the story hard to swallow as there are 2 servos a couple of restaurants that make better targets than 1500 pissed off Aussie tourists who were in the mood to lay some Bruce Lee smack down on the first person who tried robbing them
Rumours circulated our tour disorganiser had paid $50k to sort the issues out he wanted his way and now the Brazilian Federal Police were making sure he got little value for his money by sticking to the local rules.
Even when we got the bus going they stopped each bus for 5mins per coach to check paperwork
Hit the road at 2:50pm
Absolute ****ing joke. I had spent 5 hours loitering at a road house watching the day go by
Still had a 6hr trip to Sao Paulo to endure.
Good news was due to the delays we would miss Sao Paulo‘s notorious peak hour traffic.
Had another stop coincidentally at a roadhouse which was well thought out to symbolise the daily dramas. I seriously have seen far too much of the inside of buses and road houses in the last few days
After a 15 min stop which turned into 30 we were on our way again
Made it into the city limits of Sao Paulo about 8pm.
Can see why the crime is bad in this town. Lighting is minimal. Considering most are tapping into the power grid for free it is surprising that the lights ain’t on for security reasons
After a couple of drop offs arrived at our hotel at 9:30pm. Best check in ever under 3 mins.
Dropped the gear off and headed out.
Rather bizarre how paranoid you are walking the streets in a new city. Was concerned some bloke was following me for around 2mins until he walked in to a building.
Found a paes shop.
I interpreted the thing as Pies. Sure as shit it was a bakery with all the standard fare except no faarken pies at all.
Would sell a kidney for a meat pie at present. Someone head down to Australia Post with a meat pie and send it over to us.
Even a week old will be fine as long as it ain’t from Darby’s
Got a baguette sandwich with Steak and salad. Once again a Subway rip off. Rather bizarre though they stuck it in a polystyrathene container and when I opened it had a side serve of stale potato chips
I take it they were out of fries and that was the substitute
Headed back to the hotel and had a few drinks at the bar before hitting the hay at midnight
I am now concerned not only by Australia's drinking culture but by the lack of fibre in Australians' diets. The very concept of an AFD says it all.
I appreciate the description of breakfast each day, even though it heightens my nutritional anxiety.
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Got up Thursday 26th June 2014 at 8:30am.
Couldn’t be ****ed with Breakfast headed out with the gear sorted about 9:15am. Plan was to take the Metro to the city have a look around and then head out to the Stadium for the Belgium Korea clash in the evening.
Got a taxi easily and then took 1 hour 45mins to drive 5km to the closest Metro Station. A drawback of our nice hotel was its distance to the Metro.
I will never complain about traffic again. I wasn’t even ****ed by breakdowns accidents etc The traffic here is 100x worse than anything in Australia. I was bemused people even own cars here. Why???
It makes no sense
Got in bought the ticket $R3 for anywhere on the system.
15mins later and I was out in the city centre of SP
Had a couple of hours walking around seeing the sights. Place is a concrete jungle with people everywhere. Cannot begin to describe how crowded it is.
Did see 2 bizarre things though
1 Some bloke walking along the footpath just pushed someone overcoming the other way for some reason. No one rushed to help as the other fella walked off
2 Was propositioned by about a dozen whores outside a church at Midday. Now I never understood what they were saying but they ain’t dressing that way and approaching you with the come here big boy lets **** look on their face if they ain’t
Rather bizarre having it occur outside a church though
Decided to jump on the metro again and head out to the stadium
Had to meet an Aussie at 3pm to on sell the extra ticket I had for the game. Whilst waiting for him I was glad he told me he would be wearing his Socceroos top
It was easy to spot in the crowd of people wearing Brazil NT tops. I decided to do the smart thing and wear the E&C which made me standout and he was able to find me.
Turns out the bloke is1 of the 8 Melburn Heart fans on the planet. Headed to the ground got in and had a good chat over some beers before the game.
Head in 30 mins before kick off and scope the ground out. Not impressed it just doesn’t look like a great ground. It looks bizarre like a 3sided ground with palm trees
For the money that has been spent it looks shut. It will be even worse when they take 20k of temporary seat out.
Speaking of the temporary seats well that is where we were so headed up there after grabbing a beer 5mins before kick off.
The food drink aspect of this ground is 100 out of 10 for efficiency.
Best I have seen by a long way.
Take up the seat 40rows back in the top tier. Must have been about 50m above the pitch and 60m behind the goal. At first it was a novelty being that high up but it wore thin quickly. Basically the only bloke you could recognise was Fellani from the bonce. Was such a disconnect from the game it was hard to follow.
Did spend a bit of time noticing how many empty seats there actually was which was bizarre cause this game was Nihon impossible to get tickets for. I had to resort to 2nd hand and even then the supply of that was slim.
What was also bizarre was how many empty seats in great spots were decommissioned for TV cameras which were halfway up the lower tiers and not built onto the stands at the back. I reckon at least 800 seats were wasted.
Being so far away it was hard to let Ben Williams know I was here. He did though endear himself to a pile of Belgians for sending off one of their players just before HT for god knows what because the Hubble telescope even with the new lenses wouldn’t have helped me.
HT we went and moved. We had spotted plenty of empty seats at a low level and decided to just help ourselves to one of them.
Only problem was every time we walked into the stand we ended up in the top level. We eventually found our way to the lower tier and were unable to access our chosen seats as it happened to be the blocked off hospitality seats.
Found some other seats and got the first 15mins in before the owner returned and we had to depart. Ended up going and watching the game from the concourse behind the goal St Korea attacked in the 2nd half. The view was 10000000 times better than our actual seats even though we had to peer over everyone’s shoulders
Belgium despite having the 10men jagged a 1-0win from a highly disappointing South Korea side
Even the Jets could have beaten a side as impotent as them
Headed back to the metro at FT and finally boarded after a long weight.
Pickpocket paradise for 20mins until the train emptied enough. Got out at the closest station and got a cab back to hotel which only took 10mins but went by fast as WLG and I were banging away on Facebook at the time.
Got back to Hotel at 8:30-9pm dumped the gear and headed out for dinner and some beer. Made it back just after midnight before hitting the hay
MFKFC & I banging :oops: