Drama in Germany: What a match, what a defeat. Football can be so bitter-sweet. Although the weather could not be any better and hotter, a layer of depression lies in the air after Germany went out yesterday 0:2 in the world championship. Not that Italy was not the slightly better team, but getting the goal in the last minute of the match is modestly speaking unfortunate. The whole country is in a state of shock, what had begun as a dream for the stars, has ended yesterday with a landing back on earth. After grieving comes recovery, and given the spirit of this great country, there is no doubt that the glue that has brought together this country during the tournament will prevail and make “New Germany” a new beginning for our land. Let the wiser men speak.
“If you want to win, you must learn to lose”, (Bruce Lee)
or here my most, most favourite poem as a guiding for the day
Invictus
by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Feeds