A couple of weeks ago I wrote about the enforced homelessness of many teams in Brazil's Série A.
The renovation of a number of the country's stadiums – and the sad dilapidation of others – has given rise to a game of musical arenas that is already starting to wear thin.
Someone, somewhere, is adding the Benny Hill theme tune to a montage as we speak.
But Brazilian clubs aren’t the only ones who have had to get used to a nomadic existence of late.
The Seleção have become something of a footballing Harlem Globetrotters, zigzagging round the world to fulfil friendly dates.
Tuesday night’s Neymar-inspired win over Portugal took place in the city of Foxborough, the latest in a long line of unlikely destinations.
Upon taking charge of Brazil following the disappointment of the 2010 World Cup, Mano Menezes’ first five games took place in New Jersey, Abu Dhabi, Derby (!), Doha and Paris.
Since then the Seleção has pitched up in such hotspots as Libreville, St Gallen, Dallas, Malmo, Wroclaw.
This hasn’t just occurred in the last couple of years, either. Brazil didn’t play once on home soil between October 2005 and October 2007.
The reason for this exhausting itinerary? Money. In 2005 the CBF (Brazil’s football association) struck a deal that gave sports rights agency Kentaro the responsibility of organising the Seleção’s friendly games under the revealing name Brazil World Tour.
Nike, a long-term sponsor of the side, later came on board, clearly seeing the potential for marketing opportunities around Europe and beyond.
The strategy (or rather, the extremity with which it was rolled out) tells you all you need to know about the CBF’s priorities. The coffers filled. The brand thrived.
But the fans suffered. The Seleção gradually began to be seen as something foreign to the Brazilian people – a team that carried their name but didn’t represent them.
Coupled with the tactical drudgery of Dunga’s reign, the globetrotting caused many to fall out of love with the Canarinho.
The situation has improved slightly since Kantaro were ditched in favour of another firm, who, with the World Cup approaching, have been more inclined to stage matches on home soil.
But the hangover initially lingered among supporters: Brazil were roundly booed during matches in São Paulo and Goiânia last year, and in Belo Horizonte in April.
Ahead of the Confederations Cup, some (myself included) were worried that home support would – this summer and next – prove to be a burden rather than a boon.
Brazilian crowds can be notoriously unforgiving when things aren’t going well, and, in part due to the mixed reception they were receiving, the Seleção had been unconvincing in the run-up to the tournament.
But Brazil, spurred on by the enigmatic Scolari, played with a verve by which fans couldn’t help but be seduced.
While riot gas drifted through the country’s streets as a result of the most widespread social unrest to hit Brazil in years, the national team found itself clutched once again to the nation’s bosom – a locus of unity amidst the flux.
The key moment of the Confederations wasn’t a goal or a tackle. It was when, before the Mexico match, the players and fans united to sing the Brazilian anthem in its entirety a cappella after the FIFA-approved accompaniment had finished. Júlio César looked electric.
A tear rolled down Oscar’s cheek.
The scene was repeated in every subsequent game and underlined the story of the summer: Brazil have learnt to play in front of their own fans again.
Jack Lang writes about Brazilian football for the Guardian, ESPN FC, When Saturday Comes and WhoScored, among others.
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