I love the Soccer world Cup, but hell those egos, the size of the very stadiums they play in.
I watched one of the goalkeepers the other day chastise his defenders while taking quick glances at himself on the giant screen to see how he was coming across to the world. Obviously feeling his gesticulations were not showy and vigorous enough, he went in to what can only be described as a series of convulsions. Then, satisfied with his performance, he took his eyes off himself and went back to focusing on what he was there for, to stop the ball from slamming in to the back of the net.
The games are absolutely peppered with these little narcissistic glances and other egotistical shenanigans, but I must say it makes for great entertainment. I love it! It all just gives me a new found respect for the different team managers. Can you imagine managing all these spilling egos? Must be like trying to hold a porcupine. 🙂