Now that's just hating, lmao. Venezuela wasted a shitload of time and he ended the game before he should, but we just shouldn't have let the game get to this point.
Critics will say it's an exaggeration. That I'm taken by hyperbole. That I went crazy.
Well, I insist: Dinizism opens the doors of perception.
Dinizism is a way of feeling the game more than playing or analyzing the game.
Dinizismo doesn't talk about numbers, accurate passes, assists or even the perception of possession of the ball.
Forget objectivities.
Close your eyes and feel.
It's the masses in a trance in the stands.
Did you hear?
It's that scene from Star Wars where Luke Skywalker is told to turn off the machines and follow his intuition.
It's the sacred dialogue between team and fans.
It's movement, displacement, creativity.
It's the insistence on the goal despite the score.
It's pure meditation: living in the present, in this moment, in the multiple layers of now.
It's anti-ChatGPT, anti-algorithm, anti-system.
It's a touch of the ball.
It's Brazil - the Brazil of cracks, of samba, of capoeira, of rezadeiras, of terreiros.
You can try to explain as much as you want.
Try putting it into data, spreadsheets.
Talk about performance, processes, management. Stop trying to put it in a box and label it.
Anyone who understands Dinizismo does not know how to explain it.
Whoever knows how to explain it doesn't understand.
Wabi Sabi.
We don't watch football; football we feel (cheers to Sergio Vaz).
It was a pathetic draw against a Venezuela that should have been easily defeated, those fixated on objectivity will say.
Forget the score: it was much more than that.
It was pure love.
It's time to end Dinizism
Critics will say it's an exaggeration. That I'm taken by hyperbole. That I went crazy.
Well, I insist: Dinizism opens the doors of perception.
Dinizism is a way of feeling the game more than playing or analyzing the game.
Dinizismo doesn't talk about numbers, accurate passes, assists or even the perception of possession of the ball.
Forget objectivities.
Close your eyes and feel.
It's the masses in a trance in the stands.
Did you hear?
It's that scene from Star Wars where Luke Skywalker is told to turn off the machines and follow his intuition.
It's the sacred dialogue between team and fans.
It's movement, displacement, creativity.
It's the insistence on the goal despite the score.
It's pure meditation: living in the present, in this moment, in the multiple layers of now.
It's anti-ChatGPT, anti-algorithm, anti-system.
It's a touch of the ball.
It's Brazil - the Brazil of cracks, of samba, of capoeira, of rezadeiras, of terreiros.
You can try to explain as much as you want.
Try putting it into data, spreadsheets.
Talk about performance, processes, management. Stop trying to put it in a box and label it.
Anyone who understands Dinizismo does not know how to explain it.
Whoever knows how to explain it doesn't understand.
Wabi Sabi.
We don't watch football; football we feel (cheers to Sergio Vaz).
It was a pathetic draw against a Venezuela that should have been easily defeated, those fixated on objectivity will say.
Forget the score: it was much more than that.
It was pure love.
It's time to end Dinizism
Neymar is absolutely disgusting. I would foul him if I played against him too tbh nothing you can do
Smart, what to say. Burned a few minutes of the clock by abusing the opposition players' fragile egos ("he made a trick with the ball that wasn't necessary, me smash to protect my hurt masculinity!"). Almost got someone sent off too, probably would with a different reff.