So it’s been over a week since the World Cup ended.
The streets of Salvador are back to normal, (mostly empty, rain-covered, and half-finished), although the FIFA Fanfest signs are still hanging from many street corners, in contrast to Rio where people were ripping them down for souvenirs the moment the final whistle blew.
Managers have quit or been fired left, right and centre; players have shifted clubs based on their performances, (World Cup Golden Boot winner Hames Rodriguez becoming the fourth most expensive player in history with a move to Real Madrid today); and I am still 42 stickers short of completing my Panini collection.
Life seems a little emptier this week.
But it is only four years to Russia, two years to the Euros in France, and twelve months until the Copa America in Chile.
In the meantime, the blog will continue, starting with a look back in the next entry at Brazil’s formerly most devastating defeat, the 1950 World Cup decider in 1950 against Uruguay which wasn’t actually a World Cup final. Stay tuned to find out more…