Why I’m a Brazil Fan

You can yell ‘bandwagon’ all you want. I’m a Brazil fan. I didn’t simply pick Brazil and  jumped on board this world cup winning dynasty. I endured hardships with this team. I have gone to bat for them and suffered at the hands of their enemies.

While I did choose Brazil as my team before the start of the world cup in 2002 I must admit I chose them simply because there was green in their flag. Not really knowing anything about soccer I had to start somewhere. So everyone knows the ending to that world cup. Brazil won and I got to hold it over all of my gr. 8 classmates that I chose the winning team.

Fortunately I have more to my story then how I was able to correctly pick the world champions based on colour preference. By the time the next world cup came around I had mature (if only slightly) to understand I couldn’t just pick Brazil or else I would be labeled ‘bandwagon’. So I did what every fake fan does to prove he is legit – I bought a Brazil flag to fly from my car.

Now is where my allegiance to Brazil began. Driving in the car one day listening to the world cup highlights on the radio (ps. soccer on the radio….um…doesn’t make sense) my good friend decided to role the window down as my car lacked in the proper air conditioning area. Flag flies off of car. Brakes. I get out and start to walk back to pick up the flag which was about 50 meters back. No word of a lie…as I walk to get the flag an oncoming car swerves into the lane that the flag was in, drove over it and broke that wonderful plastic device that allows you to fly the flag so proudly from your car.

Naturally I was outraged. Who would do that…I mean common I live in Oakville for crying out loud

I collected what was left of my Brazil flag and purposed from then on to be a fan of the famous canary yellow jersey’s.

In truth, I know nothing about soccer

And I don’t claim to.

But I will not be labeled as a bandwagon. I am a Brazil fan

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