This is my second blog on the current world cup which has drawn to a close with France running out deserved winners but it also has something to do with a bias that I have towards the French considering I learnt the language as part of my schooling even though I wasn’t supporting them. With an occasion involving Heads of state, the finale to four years of hard work and luck, billions as viewers and almost the entire planet coming to a standstill to watch who comes out the winner has to be written about.
|Allez Les Bleus|
Its taken 20 years for the “Noir-Blanc-Beur” or the assimilation of the French to get hold of the most coveted trophy in football. If it was Zinedine Zidane’s charisma and finishing skills against Brazil in 1998 then it was the marquee signings of the French led by Antoine Griezman, Paul Pogba and Kylian Mbappe who were ruling the Luznikhi Stadium in Moscow with their deft touches and powerful finishing. The match involved had all the ingredients of a potboiler because the goals came from every conceivable possibility such as an own goal, a VAR assisted penalty, a howler or blooper by the goalkeeper and some majestic finishing from the players.
Both teams started with the preferred formation of 4-2-3-1 or 4-5-1 and it was France that had the better exchanges initially by keeping less possession but more shots on the goal. France went into halftime leading by an odd goal in three but clearly, the French had the firepower and more quality compared to the Croats who were worthy opponents. Emmanuel Macaron, the French President was in attendance along with The Croat President Kolinda Grabar-Kitorovic and they also had Vladimir Putin, The Russian President, for the company. Football was the eventual winner since we as spectators were a witness to a game that bordered towards a larger than life theme and was duly fulfilled by the characters in question.