Scribbles

I'm sitting in the INSEAD lounge here in Fontainebleau, watching the Brazil Australia game with a bunch of my very, um, passionate classmates.  P5 luckily coincides with the most popular sporting event in the world, and with our large contingent of non-North American friends, the campus has become quite the festive location, with 2 separate televisions covering the games from Germany.  The most recent display of football prowess by Argentina has driven our Brazilian friends into a frenzy, raising the already sky-high expectations to near-unattainability, not to mention a level of anxiety and unrest rarely seen in their usual carefree spirits.

So how did I ever get into this sport?  I find it only befitting that my first introduction to football, was being a spectator of the World Cup as grandparents and I were glued to the French television coverage when we lived in Montpelier.  That was 16 years ago.  Since then, every four years I find myself sharing the energy and passion of most of the world.  And in some small way, it helps alleviate my withdrawal effects of not watching the NBA playoffs.