Why Samba 2014 Is A Paranormal Horrorfest…
Read the previous post in the Behind The Scenes series: Top 10 Creepiest Paranormal Legends . . . #7
So the mega event of the year – the quadrennial FIFA World Cup ’14 – gets under way tonight. And might well be cruising towards the tape by the time you read this.
It promises to be football mayhem for over a month starting 12th June. Lots of blood and gore on the cards as nippy forwards slice through defences, medios take down rival strategies, and burly halfbacks hack down spell wizards and ballet dancers masquerading as strikers.
Take third-ranked but perennial favorites Brazil, for instance. The current squad is certainly weighed down by the legacy left behind by their players of yesteryears, but it’s certainly not overawed by the occasion, much less by the competition. Spearheaded by a wily magician called Neymar, the likes of Fred, Oscar, Jo, Hulk, Marcelo, Dani, Luiz, Dante, Maicon and Thiago Siva are wont to strike dread into any opposition. Easy meat (the opposition, that is).
Holders Spain are almost embarrassed by the deluge of skill in their ranks. Easily part of any dream team conceivable, Xavi, Xabi, Iniesta, Busquets, Ramos, Torres, Villa, Silva and Fabregas take sadistic pleasure in running concentric circles around their hapless prey, tiring them out with dizzying ball play before going in for the kill. Blood and gore.
Egged on relentlessly through heart-breaking column by former Argentine great Diego Maradona, two-time champs and fifth-ranked Argentina, who can boast of silken marauders like Messi, Aguero, Rodriguez, di Maria, Mascherano and Higuain, can maim and kill before you can blink. More blood and gore.
Read aloud the lineup of the second-seeded Germans and the hair stands on end. While Mertesacker, Boateng and Hummels can make even the most pretentious forwards wet their footballing shorts, the Bavarians have incisive strikers bolstered by tireless medios to puncture holes at will. Look no further than Podolski. Oezil, Goetze, Klose, Kroos, Mueller, Schweinsteiger and Lahm for that. Rivers of blood.
Marshalled by mercurial midfielder Pirlo who can hoodwink goalies and rip open defenses with equal ease, four-time champs Italy can send a chill down your spine (and your boots) with their clinical play and historically rock-solid defensive maneuvers that unbelievably explode into counterstrikes hard to recover from. Straight for the jugular.
And then, there are the unearthly ghouls who haunt you with their blinding runs. The ‘untouchables’ who seem to evade the boots of rival players like magical poltergeists. The alien superhumans with a bag of Halloween tricks that both mesmerize and terrify their opposition. Take your pick from Ronaldo, Nani, Robben, Sneijder, Persie, Ribery, Benzema, Suarez, Forlan, Dzeko, Sanchez, Vidal and Kagawa. Gut-wrenching.
Add to this the addictive Samba beat to which nubile Samba queens gyrate and titillate, dousing you in a delirious trance from which you don’t want to wake up, making you imagine things you didn’t think you could. Hallucinations and paranormal out-of-body experiences were never this welcome. Or normal.
So, put on your best armor. And draw out those daggers and shields. For, the supernatural predators from the footballing netherworlds are out on the hunt. Samba ho!
Coming soon: the next post in the Behind The Scenes series.
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