Four long years I waited for our reunion. Our time together is almost up and I have to say it was a very interesting (and sometimes very surprising) visit. Right from day one you decided to leave me with a very nasty taste in my mouth. No harm done, I thought; it was exactly the same beginning as four years ago. But then you just kept throwing up one intriguing result after the other and my eyebrows were raised... And even if others (most....) said that you were too noisy, I welcomed it and accepted it as simply, "how things were going to be" this time around.
Now it is almost time for you to go and although you made it known that things were NOT going to wind up the way I wanted them to, you have still left me with a very pleasant experience and feeling like things were a success... no matter what happens this weekend.
Hopefully next time I can come and see you... it would definitely be a trip to remember and while I would still have to allow for you to have your way, simply being there would be worth it. That said, less than two years before I can watch your preparations begin all over again. It truly does become sweeter and sweeter each and every time. There is no wonder people refer to your game as the beautiful one.
I am hoping you show up in orange this weekend, and after that... (hopefully) see you in Rio! —Allez les bleus