The final against Argentina was a close one, with extra time AND penalties to decide the winner. The match ended after 90 minutes in a draw, 0-0, and no champion to crown. After a short break they played for another 30 minutes in the hope that somebody would score, but no luck, it was still 0-0. So there was only one thing left to do – the penalty shoot-out. AND CHILE WON! Time for everyone to go crazy and celebrate the win.
I’ve already mentioned that I’m not really much of a football fan, and I was reminded yet again during the final why. One of the reasons I don’t like the game is that when a competition ends in a draw, with no team being better than the other, it seems like a bit of a cop-out to end in a penalty shoot-out. It’s like the whole previous 90 minutes is cancelled out, because that wasn’t good enough of a game to decide a winner. So each team gets 5 shots at the goal, with only a goalie to stop them – a completely different set of skills to getting past a whole team if you ask me. And so in the case of the Copa América, for the whole tournament to end in a penalty shoot-out, even after extra time, it seems a bit… well… like what was the point in that huge competition when all it came down to was the kick of 5 players and someone’s ability to defend his goal? I’m VERY happy that Chile won, but it’s just a shame that it was on penalties and not the actually game that they went there to play.
Back to the happy side of the competition and Chile won, so it’s time for the whole country to celebrate. After watching the game I head to the town centre, the plaza de armas, like every other person in Punta Arenas. For all the other games cars would drive around the plaza hooting and beeping, cheering and waving flags. This time the roads around the centre were closed, so it was all pedestrians crowding around the centre. It didn’t matter that it was raining, everyone cheered just as loudly and made sure everyone knew who had won. As well as some national anthem singing, there was lots of chanting, the favourite being “CHI-CHI-CHI, LE-LE-LE, VIVA CHILE!”
Here’s a video that Susan got, just to give you an idea of how crazy it was in the centre!
After some celebration I headed home where the TV was put on to see what the rest of the country was doing. Pretty much exactly the same as in Punta Arenas, but in Santiago they got the chance to see the players as they went on a little tour and headed over to the president’s house to say hello. I probably should’ve gone out to a party afterwards, but the plaza was enough celebrating for me and I wasn’t in much of a let’s-stay-out-until-stupid-o’clock mood.
In the run-up to the final of the Copa América the school has been having a football tournament of their own, with different classes competing against each other throughout the week. As part of the tournament they also had a teachers vs. students game which I was invited to play on! Most of the students were cheering the student team, but adorably the infants of the school (<8) were all cheering the teachers side.
Now I know I’ve been giving women’s football a go, but I am still absolutely terrible at the game, and I was probably more of a hindrance than a help. Despite this the teacher’s won 8-3! Even if I didn’t do particularly well, I’m glad all of the students watching got to see me attempt something that I’m pretty bad at. I gave it a go and did my best, even if I couldn’t kick the ball in the right direction. I hope this showed them that I’m willing to try something new (and be bad at it), which might give them a bit more confidence to try new things, and maybe they’ll have the confidence to speak a bit more in my English lessons!
Another hilarious event in the run-up to the evening of the game that would decide if Chile got to the final. My host Crisitian was watching the Chile vs Peru game over the internet… which was about a minute behind the live TV broadcast. I didn’t bother watching the game but always knew if Chile got a goal. I would hear the next door neighbours shout GOOOOOOOOOOL, as everyone (including the commentators!) do when a goal is scored. I’d ask Cristian, “Did Chile just score?” and he’d sound confused and say “Noooo”. I’d go back to what I was doing, and then around a minute later I’d hear another GOOOOOOOOL from Cristian! This happened multiple times throughout the game, and so from my perspective it sounded like Chile were getting twice as many goals!
With the Copa América now over I’m not sure what everyone will do with their free time. They’ll probably go back to their lives as normal, as this is what usually happens after big events. Or maybe now that the snow has hit the city again, all the spare time will be gobbled up by taking ten times longer to get everywhere. Either way, it’ll be interesting to see how long the buzz of Chile winning will last! As any winning nation enjoys doing, many images laughing at Argentina have come about, so I’ll leave you with one last image that popped up after the match: