Por Berenice Taboada Díaz
`Goal of Mario Götze made it Germany 1, Argentina 0. After 113 minutes of the two teams playing to a stalemate, the end the World Cup was at hand! “Yuk … the Germans will win.” Ten minutes later, the defeat was final. A whole generation of Argentina’s waiting for that elusive World Cup win, an entire generation that, to this point, had never seen their team get to a semi-final much less the final, only to be completely disappointed!
I decided to start walking around the main venues of the city to see in the faces of my countrymen if they reflected the same sensation that this loss had on me. Surprisingly, most of Argentine faces didn´t reflect sadness but joy, honor, pride. Faces painted in light blue and white, kids smiling, Albiceleste´s flags everywhere, young boisterous crowds and families in the streets, cheering for the team, waving at the cars, which were profusely honking as they drove downtown celebrating, singing our most famous hit, “Brazil decime qué se siente tener en casa a tu papá” (“Brazil, tell me how it feels to have your Daddy in your house?”, literally) or the national anthem. Unbelievable!