Some three weeks ago or so, right after Italy snatched the FIFA World Cup; I had the following whatchamacallit with a person who works at the company that has me employed. Now you need to imagine the setting of this to be able to understand it; I was alone in the office and working when this person who roots for Brazil stood by the door and said:

X: So… Italy won.
T: Yeah!
X: They didn’t deserve it. Brazil is better. Those Italians don’t know how to play. The Brazilians are world champions.
T: Ok. Then how come they got ousted in the quarterfinals?
X: You know what, we won in 1958, 1962, 1970, 1994, and 2002. All those times, we won.
T: I am not asking you about previous times. I am asking about this 2006 event, why did Brazil get eliminated in the quarterfinals?

X: But we won in 1958, 1962, 1970, 1994, and 2002. Brazil is the best team to ever play; we have the world’s top scorers and legends. Pele, Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, Kaka, Robinho…
T: I understand. I am asking you a simple question, why aren’t you answering me?
X: You know what; it’s ok if you root for Italy. All girls support Italy because they think the players are cute.

T: This does not even qualify as a discussion.
X: The other day a girl told me she can’t root for Brazil when Ronaldinho looks like a monkey. You’re all alike, rooting for those stupid players.
T: I do not consider this a real discussion because you’re doing all the talking. You are dodging a very simple question and saying all sorts of things that have nothing to do with what I am asking. Why can’t you give me a direct answer? And don’t you think you have girls figured out and do not assume that since I am a girl I root for Italy because the players are cute. You’re calling players “stupid”? Are you listening to yourself?

X: Who does Italy have in the line-up? Huh? Totti? What did he do? Nothing!
Brazil’s game was only 90 minutes long, I will not judge the team based on that. They are world champions.
T: Italy played much more than 90 minutes in most of their games, and they still won.
X: Fine. You know what, my friend and I are going out for lunch and he’s waiting for me. One final question, who’s the best team?
T: Italy.
X: Brazil.
T: I respect your opinion, we don’t have to agree. But you should respect mine as well.
X: Then don’t wear that Italia T-shirt to work ever again.
T: I’m sorry? I will wear whatever I want.
X: Then I will wear a Brazil T-shirt.
T: …!?!

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