Commentary: Waltz versus Tango (Satis Shroff, Freiburg-Kappel)

Stop the press. Germany, this historically disciplined and merciless soccer nation, that shot a penalty to the sky during a world championship since 1974, has overrun England with 4:1. Podolski, even though born in Poland, scored against the Brit team. Joachim Löw is in cloud seven (German: Siebte Himmel), thanks to Podolski, a great lad with an infectious smile and a stunning left leg.

The German team fought not only like lions but used their heads to perform an excellent combination football, a football that makes your heart beat higher. The British team was more for man-to-man fights, tacklings and kick-and-rush tactic which bore fruit only once in the entire game. Lempard’s goal was so fast that no referee or linesman was able to register it. The camera did. But what actually counts on the field is what the referee sees with his own two eyes. And his fifa linesmen saw only the last sequence of the ball bouncing and the German goalie clearing it.

‘God Save the Queen’ sang the British audience and players with their hands over their hearts. The Queen is safe but Britain doesn’t feel well. I wonder what the Daily Mail and the Times will come out with tomorrow. Perhaps ‘British Pansies run over by German Panzer?’ That comes from reading too many Battler Briton comics in the Grammar and Comprehensive schools in which the Germans, who invariably bear names like Hans, Fritz and Joachim and keep on repeating only the three words ‘Achtung, Halt and Jawohl.’ World War II is long over and new generations of friendly, sympathetic, travelling and intelligent Germans have long taken the place of the Germans of yesteryears. And yet boulevard and even serious English newspapers and journals still promote the cliches of yesterday, which is a shame. One on-looker even displayed proudly his cloth German Messerschmidt plane, another cliché of the Second World War. No sir, it wasn’t the hackneyed cliché that won the day but a young, talented, sovereign team with dream passes that shone today. Löw’s boys showed us the delights of soccer and team-play.

Schweinsteiger, Podolski, Klose, Özil and Müller as well as the whole compact German showed what team-spirit is. It was dream football for Germany and a disappointing and traumatic experience for Britain. That the fighting spirit alone doesn’t suffice in soccer was a bitter experience for trainer Capello, who had  a munity in his British Bounty. Against Slovenia the three British Lions showed their prowess and capabilities in man-to-man duels. England beat the Slovenians 1:0 through Jermain Defoe of Tottenham Hotspurs. Whereas other teams make use of vuvuzelas when their teams attack, English fans prefer to sing. The match England versus Germany was on the whole fair, the number of yellow cards was kept to a minimum, and the flow of the game was allowed by referee Stark.

‘We’ve won the game with our heads,’ said Capello in their second last game. But our German lads more of the Kampfgeist, strategy and tactics, wasn’t it? They worked hard, ran, fought, had discipline, team-spirit and endurance. Özil, Klose, Podolski, Müller et al were at their best, especially Podolski and Klose who in reality weren’t in form in their respective clubs but rose to the occasion and thanked trainer Löw with unforgettable goals. As the last 45 minutes ticked away David Beckham’s countenance became a granite mask. The fact that he’d patted his colleagues and spoken words of courage in the intermission hadn’t helped a bit. Good old Rooney wasn’t his old self either.

Maradonna’s Agentinians have won a decisive battle against the Mexicans. Ah, what a promising match. I don’t want to conjour up memories of the Falklands, but it’ll be a German waltz versus Argentinian tango. Which team might win? Your guess is just as good as mine. I pead for more of the ratio and less of the emotio. The better team shall prevail.

Autor Biographie

Satis Shroff ist Dozent, Schriftsteller, Dichter und Kunstler und außerdem Lehrbeauftragter für Creative Writing an der Albert Ludwigs Universität Freiburg.  Er hat sechs Bücher geschrieben: Im Schatten des Himalaya (Gedichte und Prosa), Through Nepalese Eyes (Reisebericht), Katmandu, Katmandu (Gedichte und Prosa mit Nepali autoren) Glacial Whispers (Gedichtesammlung zwischen 1997-2010).  Er hat zwei Sprachführer im Auftrag von Horlemannverlag und Deutsche Stiftung für Entwicklungsdienst (DSE) geschrieben, außerdem drei Artikeln über die Gurkhas, Achtausender und Nepals Symbolen für Nelles Verlags ‚Nepal’ und über Hinduismus in „Nepal: Myths & Realities (Book Faith India). Sein Gedicht „Mental Molotovs“ wurde im epd-Entwicklungsdienst (Frankfurt) veröffentlicht. Seine Lyrik sind in Slow Trains, International Zeitschrift, World Poetry Society (WPS), New Writing North, Muses Review, The Megaphone, Pen Himalaya, Interpoetry publiziert worden. Er ist ein Mitglied von Writers of Peace, poets, essayists, novelists (PEN), World Poetry Society (WPS) usw.

Satis Shroff lebt in Freiburg (poems, fiction, non-fiction) und schreibt über ökologische, medizin-ethnologische und kultur-ethnische Themen. Er hat Zoologie und Botanik in Nepal, Sozialarbeit und Medizin in Freiburg und Creative Writing in Freiburg und UK studiert. Da Literatur eine der wichtigsten Wege ist, um die Kulturen kennenzulernen, hat er sein Leben dem Kreatives Schreiben gewidmet. Er arbeitet als Dozent in Basel (Schweiz) und in Deutschland an der  Akademie für medizinische Berufe (Uniklinik Freiburg). Ihm wurde der DAAD-Preis verliehen.