A night that will never be forgotten. Not in Brazil. Not anywhere.
The Selecao, playing in front of their home crowd and harboring the hopes of a nation utterly desperate for World Cup success, are humiliated by Germany in the semifinal, losing 7-1.
Brazil, the most successful footballing nation of all-time, find themselves on the wrong side of the most remarkable result in tournament history.
The emotions running through the country were beyond high on this evening, ranging from pure rage to severe depression, and everything in between.
Here, we relive the match through the five stages of grief.
1. Denial (Klose scores to make it 2-0 early)
[Courtesy: Jenny Eliscu on Twitter]
Is this really happening? It didn’t actually happen, right? There must have been a foul on the first goal. Maybe Muller pushed off? He was obviously offside for the second goal. He had to be.
The game is going to be played tomorrow, and Brazil are going to look good. This is their tournament, our tournament. We can’t lose like this. Wake me up tomorrow when the match starts for real.
Oh, it did start. Okay, well, it’s only two goals. Not good, obviously, but there’s still almost 70 minutes left in this game. We can still do it. We have to do it.
Força Brasil!
2. Anger (Two goals in quick succession from Toni Kroos make it 4-0)
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I hate Juan Camilo Zuniga and those awful Colombians. If they didn’t injure Neymar this never would have happened. And that idiotic referee, after all of the stuff he let go, he gave Thiago Silva a yellow card for that. Ridiculous. I hope he is suspended forever.
And why the hell did Scolari start Bernard instead of Willian? What a terrible manager. That guy doesn’t know a damn thing about football. Yeah sure, he won in 2002. Look at that team! Any idiot could have led them to the title. This was his real test and he proved that he is an imbecile. I could have done a better job with this team.
I hate him. I hate this team. I hate this sport. I hate Germany. I hate you.
3. Bargaining (5-0 down at half-time)
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Look, I’m on my knees praying. I’m not asking for a comeback, here. Just give me something to cheer about.
One goal. Actually, two please. Do you know what kind of terrible things are going to happen in this country if this scoreline stays like this? Riots. Protests are going to get violent. We don’t want any of that. You don’t want any of that.
I’ll give up anything. Really, I’ll do anything if you can make this happen. Please, I’m begging here.
4. Depression (Manuel Neuer makes great saves on Oscar and Paulinho)
Why are we even bothering to play this game?
Just blow the whistle. It’s not fair, we can’t even score one measly goal. I asked for just one, and you can't even let me have that. How the heck were we supposed to beat this team? They're like machines.
I'm leaving. This is stupid. We're going to lose anyway, so what's the point.
5. Acceptance (Check back in 50 years, maybe)
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This team wasn’t very good anyway.
I mean, come on, Fred was our starting striker! What kind of team could really be expected to win the World Cup with a useless player like that up front. Ridiculous. When you look back at it, we really never had a chance.
No big deal, we've won three World Cups since then.