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World Cup Fever: A Lesson Learned.
Here at the RapidStudio offices, we're all about football this month, we rekindled some of the spirit and excitement that we felt as proud hosts of the 2010 games and started preparing for this years onslaught of soccer fever. This year without all the over sensationalised hype and patriotism of being the hosting nation.
We started off on the opening day bringing our flags and vuvuzelas to terrorize the poor unsuspecting neighbouring offices. Around lunchtime we all put down our work and ran out into the front plaza for a few minutes of vuvuzela-blowing and flag-flying revelry, along with a heavy dose of conceited patriotism to countries most of us have never visited. We snagged some group pics and tweeted some selfies, and then got back down to work for the afternoon. (Hope none of you were trying to get a hold of us during the razzle!)
Later on we did an office draw, each drawing a team from a hat, all hoping we wouldn't get stuck supporting a team as, well, "enthusiastic" as our own national team.
Sonewhat suspiciously, Petunia, the wife of the man who arranged the draw and held the hat, at a random stroke of luck, drew the much coveted Brazil. Laughter and skeptical grins abounded.
I drew Croatia. Not being a soccer aficionado, I have no idea what to expect of their performance in the games, and stayed up late to watch the opening match in which they valiantly opposed Brazil, who kindly gave them their first goal. Unable to score any of their own goals they proceeded to have their rears roasted by the Brazilian team.
The next morning, after the defeat, I sought out Petunia at work to congratulate her on her team's win and laugh about the oddities of the match.
I've never been interested in the sport or understood why there's so much money, passion and patriotism tied up in it. But the excitement of the world cup seems somewhat inescapable. Being invested in a team, I can't help but notice the positive impact it can make even within our own company.
So here's to soccer; to the world cup, to optimism, patriotism and comradery. Here's to the opportunity it brings.
Croatia for the WIN! - and good luck to the other teams who ... well .... aren't going to win. Sorry, ne.