I remember they
used to show the 1986 Brazil-France game a few times a year. The commentator would repeatedly say like "و
اینجاست که فوتبال به بسکتبال تبدیل میشود"
My memory of the game when it happened was like this: One morning I was
on Pasdaran Street on my way to Samar Institute waiting for a taxi. As
various cars zoomed by a man approached and passed me. After he had
gotten behind me, almost as an afterthought he called out to me and
said, “Brazil got eliminated.” I wasn’t sure how he figured I was a
Brazil supporter (but then again a large portion of Iran was) and it
didn’t matter that he was a total stranger. I grilled him for more
information.
“Yeah they’re out. They lost to France. Zico missed a penalty during the game. They ended up losing on penalty kicks.”
Once I got to school I shared the information with my fellow students
although some of them had already heard the news. Ardi approached me
with a suggestion.
“Now that Brazil is out I think we should probably route for Argentina.”
I wasn’t sure whether I was in denial or simply not familiar with the
format of the World Cup. “It’s just one loss. They can still make up for
it and win the whole thing.”
It had taken a couple of weeks of negotiation but Joe finally got the deal he wanted and drove out of the dealership in his brand new Explorer. His girlfriend knew his real motivation for buying a utility vehicle was because he loved to go four-wheeling on Saturdays with his friends and felt a little conspicuous when he was always doing the "riding" and never the driving. Joe arrived and ran into her house as excited as a nine-year-old boy with his first bicycle. Mary was working at her computer as Joe came up behind her, gave her a big kiss on the cheek and said, "C'mon, c'mon, let's go! Let's go for a ride." They jumped into the Explorer and headed out of town. After a few minutes, Joe pulled over to the side of the road and invited Mary to drive. She got behind the wheel and found that she really enjoyed the sensation of sitting up so high with a great view of everything ahead of her. Joe instructed, "Hang a left here" and as Mary follow...
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