Not
even live, but watching the match on TV after knowing that Croat was beaten by
Turkey in the European Cup 2008 was so stirring, as though I were a God knowing
beforehand of what was fated, what was in store for them.
To
pity, to have compassion for the players and thousands Croatians who cheered
and rejoiced, with their first goal not knowing that they were to cry.
While
seeing Turkey and their supporters under tremendous pressure and anxiety, not
knowing that they were to rejoice.
Isn’t
it fortunate that the Gods do not reveal to us, who would be weeping and who
would be laughing hereafter?
