There must
have been a moment when even those watching in their white Mannschaft
shirts inside Estadio Mineirao wished it would end. Germans are only
human, after all.
Admittedly,
the 11 on the pitch seemed to be transcending that state at times, but
those looking on, the mortals - they must have felt it like the rest of
us.
It was simply too much. Too brutal. Too excruciating. Too painful to watch.
The
home crowd did not go entirely quiet, but they stopped singing. There
was a rumble, of chatter, of conversation, people trying to make sense
of what they were seeing.
Six
minutes of football that would live in the memory as long as the famous
Maracanazo. From Brazil 0 Germany 1, to Brazil 0 Germany 5. In six
minutes. Six minutes. It needed repeating, digesting.
Opener: Thomas Muller scores Germany's first to set Joachim Low's men on their way to a 7-1 victory
Back of the net! Goalkeeper Julio Cesar is powerless to stop Thomas Muller's effort as David Luiz watches on
Too easy! Eight Brazilians stand in the box as Muller finds space to guide the ball goalwards
Record-breaker: Miroslav Klose celebrates after becoming the top scorer in World Cup history
On his knees: Klose broke Brazil legend Ronaldo's goalscoring record as he doubled Germany's advantage
Lethal finisher! Klose guides the ball into the net as Brazil midfielder Fernandinho watches on
Deadly duo: Muller and Klose congratulate each other as Germany continued to score
MATCH FACTS
Brazil (4-2-3-1):
Cesar, 3, Maicon, 3, Dante, 2.5, Luiz, 2.5, Marcelo, 2, Gustavo, 3,
Fernandinho, 2.5 (Paulinho, 46), Hulk, 2 (Ramires, 46), 2, Oscar, 2.5,
Bernard, 2, Fred, 2 (Willian, 69).
Subs not used: Jefferson, Dani Alves, Maxwell, Henrique, Hernanes, Jo, Victor.
Scorer: Oscar, 90.
Booked: Dante.
Manager: Luiz Felipe Scolari, 3.
Germany (4-3-2-1): Neuer, 7, Lahm, 7, Hummels, 6.5 (Mertesacker, 46), Howedes, 6.5, Boateng, 7, Schweinsteiger, 8, Khedira, 9 (Draxler, 76), Kroos, 8.5, Muller, 8, Ozil, 6.5, Klose, 7 (Schurrle, 58)
Subs not used: Zieler, Grosskreutz, Ginter, Podolski, Durm, Gotze, Kramer, Weidenfeller.
Scorers: Muller, 11, Klose, 23, Kroos, 24, 26, Khedira, 29, Schurrle, 69, 79.
Manager: Joachim Low, 9.
M-O-M: Sami Khedira.
Referee: Marco Rodriguez (Mexico), 6.5.
Subs not used: Jefferson, Dani Alves, Maxwell, Henrique, Hernanes, Jo, Victor.
Scorer: Oscar, 90.
Booked: Dante.
Manager: Luiz Felipe Scolari, 3.
Germany (4-3-2-1): Neuer, 7, Lahm, 7, Hummels, 6.5 (Mertesacker, 46), Howedes, 6.5, Boateng, 7, Schweinsteiger, 8, Khedira, 9 (Draxler, 76), Kroos, 8.5, Muller, 8, Ozil, 6.5, Klose, 7 (Schurrle, 58)
Subs not used: Zieler, Grosskreutz, Ginter, Podolski, Durm, Gotze, Kramer, Weidenfeller.
Scorers: Muller, 11, Klose, 23, Kroos, 24, 26, Khedira, 29, Schurrle, 69, 79.
Manager: Joachim Low, 9.
M-O-M: Sami Khedira.
Referee: Marco Rodriguez (Mexico), 6.5.
There has,
quite literally, never been a World Cup semi-final like this, the
greatest winning scoreline in tournament history. That it was a victory
inflicted on the mighty Brazil on home soil makes it truly astonishing.
It
is hard to imagine any match so humbling, so ruinous, so opposite to
what was expected. Brazil as a nation was ready for a battle, they knew
it would be hard without Neymar and captain Thiago Silva. It would
require all of their resolve to win. Yet they were pumped to bursting
with hope, national pride and passionate, searing, bleeding emotion. The
Maracana was in sight. The seventh step. Might the will of the people
pull them through?
And then there it was, the terrible reality. All that desire, all that desperation and yearning.
Useless,
the lot of it. If it was just about wanting to win a World Cup,
schmucks could do it. Sadly, for Brazil, the schmucks departed this
contest long ago. What remains is the best of the best. A German team
that is young no longer, that is peaking, that may be the strongest
group here. And they took Brazil apart. No, scratch that. Terms of
triumph for bland Saturday afternoons have no place here. This was
different. This was uncharted territory. An evisceration. An
attenuation. Brazil had its insides torn out, was weakened, losing life
and momentum with each heavy blow. The goals went in, and would not
stop. And the crowd sat, helpless, like Alex in A Clockwork Orange, eyes
pinned open, unable to turn away. It was unspeakably savage, beyond the
realm of familiar audience experience.
He shoots, he scores: Germany midfielder Toni Kroos nets his side's third past Brazil goalkeeper Julio Cesar
Goals galore: Toni Kroos (right) celebrates after scoring Germany's third
Kroos-ing to victory: Kroos wheels away to celebrate after scoring his second goal two minutes after his first
Easy does it: Sammy Khedira slots the ball home to give Germany into a 5-0 lead on 29 minutes
Delight and despair: Germany celebrate while Brazil players look on inside the Estadio Mineirao
No way back: Oscar and Fred stand ready at the centre circle with little hope of getting back into the game
Hit for six: Germany's Chelsea frontman Andre Schurrle punches the air after making it 6-0
Pointing the way: Schurrle smiles after scoring Germany's seventh goal eleven minutes before the end
Too little, too late: Oscar scored a consolation for the host nation in the final minute of normal time
For
neutrals, it was the strangest emotion, feeling overwhelming admiration
for what an athlete has done, yet the same fierce desire to want it to
stop.
Those
who follow boxing may recognise the dilemma. They have been such
winning hosts that, at the end, Brazil were like a popular, game but
mismatched, fighter, sent in against an opponent far beyond his class.
Everyone just hoped they would come through all right.
The
physical damage having occurred when Neymar was carried off against
Colombia, the lasting effect here will be emotional. Where do Brazil go
now? To a third place play-off in Brasilia, logistically, but in one
night the feelgood factor of this tournament was all but snatched away
from the hosts. Humiliated on the world stage at a home World Cup –
again. If defeat at the Maracana by Uruguay in 1950 scarred the psyche,
what of this?
Yet
one almost felt a little sympathy for Germany, too. They were
brilliant, masterful, and there was always a chance they would spoil the
party – but not like this. They were almost too good, too effective.
They couldn’t find the off switch. Wave after wave of forward play
scythed through a Brazilian defence shorn of Silva to hold it together.
Running riot: Germany scored four goals in six first-half minutes during Tuesday's semi-final against Brazil
Disbelief: Fernandinho, Maicon and David Luiz look bemused following Germany's fifth goal of the evening
SUPER STAT
Germany’s second, third, fourth and fifth goals came in a devastating six-minute spell in the first half.
All the
emotion had gone into mourning Neymar’s absence. ‘Forca Neymar,’ said
the baseball caps worn by Luis Felipe Scolari and his men, as they got
off the bus at the stadium. Again, it was all too much. Heart ruling
head. Brazil tried to win a World Cup on feelings.
Good
defenders, that’s what it needs. Great goalscorers. Wonderful passers.
Energy, inspiration, intelligence. Germany had all that, and were never
troubled, not even by the outpouring of overwrought nationalism that
sweeps Brazil into their World Cup matches. Brazil’s players sung the
national anthem with Cesar and Luiz clutching Neymar’s empty shirt.
Would it matter?
Bastian
Schweinsteiger could still be seen grinning at kick-off. Happy in his
skin. He knew Germany had a force more powerful than the power of
prayer.
Fall to the floor: Brazil defender David Luiz is grounded under the challenge of Miroslav Klose
Halted: Germany defender Mats Hummels stops striker Fred in his tracks as Oscar looks to retrieve the ball
So
when Germany forced the first significant attack of the game after
eight minutes, it was no surprise. Sami Khedira’s shot was heading for
goal until it struck a team-mate, but this misfortune was soon
forgotten. The next five German attacks ended in goals, in what may be
the most remarkable passage of play in the history of this competition.
The
first, 11 minutes in, was uncomplicated enough, a Toni Kroos corner
that found Thomas Muller inexplicably unmarked eight yards out, Dante
and David Luiz both drawn away by decoy runs, like small children
distracted by a shiny thing. The finish looked easy, but wasn’t, Muller
needed to take the ball on the volley, but with enough calm to keep it
on target. He did everything right. He often does.
In
the meantime, at the other end, Philipp Lahm made the tackle of the
night on a marauding Marcelo, just to show it wasn’t all about the
forwards, and then it began – the wholesale destruction of a nation’s
footballers and its football philosophy. Six minutes of shock, awe and
heartbreak.
Little and large: Germany defender Jerome Boateng towers over Brazil left back Marcelo
Midfield battle: Germany's Sami Khedira races forward away from Brazil's Luis Gustavo
It
began with a crossfield pass by Muller that Fernandinho should have cut
out, but didn’t. There followed a superb interchange of passes between
Kroos, Miroslav Klose and Muller again, that ended with Klose forcing a
save from Julio Cesar. The ball rebounded to his feet and he made no
mistake second time – to become, with 16 goals, the World Cup’s top
scorer unopposed, moving one ahead of Brazil’s Ronaldo. It would have
served as an omen, had Brazil been given time to consider the influence
of charms.
A
minute later, Lahm surged down the right, crossed, and when Muller
missed his kick – a rare aberration – Kroos struck his shot straight as
an arrow leaving Cesar no chance. An uneasy quiet settled on the arena.
The game was gone now, and dignity was clinging by its fingertips.
Not
for long. Almost from the restart Fernandinho lost possession, and
Kroos and Khedira advanced on goal, unselfishly swopping passes almost
as if they were reluctant to apply the final thrust of the sword. In the
end, it fell to Kroos to administer this blow. He did what he had to
do.
Those
that play FIFA 14 may have experienced the accidental setting of the
controls to ‘amateur’. Watching Brazil’s defence now felt like that.
They were in disarray, disorganised, clueless, lost. Mesut Ozil cut the
ball back to Khedira for the fifth on 29 minutes and the stadium audibly
gasped.
Quiet evening: Germany goalkeeper Manuel Neuer gets down low to deny Brazil frontman Oscar
Devastated: David Luiz is comforted by fellow defender Thiago Silva who was suspended for the clash
Cameras
that usually focus on happy, smiling – invariably white – Brazilian
faces, now found only tears. Green and yellow paint was smeared, the
default national characteristic – a broad beam – was absent. It wasn’t
just the game that was gone, a piece of Brazil’s soul appeared to have
disappeared with it too. When Uruguay won in the Maracana in 1950, the
commentator kept repeating the phrase ‘gol do Uruguay’ over and over
again, as if unable to comprehend the event. It was similar here. All
around the ground. ‘Cinco...cinco...’
'Brace
yourself – the sixth is coming,' says the slogan on Brazil’s team bus.
It refers to a pending World Cup victory, but here took on a new
meaning. Andre Schurrle fulfilled the dreaded prophecy, from a neat
square pass by Lahm, in the 69th minute. The same player chipped the
hopeless, hapless Cesar for the seventh ten minutes later.
With
that goal, it officially became the worst night of football in Brazil’s
history. Oscar scored in injury time, although by then everyone had
seen quite enough.
An
hour after the final whistle, the ground now cleared, bar the German
contingent, the victors reappeared for a last salute. It was starting to
sink in now, and for Brazil the pain was only just beginning.
Nightmare: Two Brazil fans watch on in horror as their country completely capitulated against the Germans
Amazed: Supporters in Berlin are all smiles following Germany's epic first half performance
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