"RUSSIA!"

Last night, Moscow rejoiced. Is it a joke - we won Egypt! Napoleon could not cope, and we are well done. "Russia!" - chanted the crowd. And interestingly, the voices of fans from different countries sounded in this choir. "Russia!" - the Poles shouted joyfully, beaten by the Senegans. Guests from Morocco, whom Allah seemed to have ordered to root for Egypt, shouted the same. The Mexicans, waving beer and national flags, hugged our police officers, urging from rejoice for "Ros-Si!" The police looked embarrassed and dissolved in the atmosphere of the carnival, drowned in the sea of positive.

You can grind as much as you like with spiritual grips - no one will hear. But when eleven guys under our flag will successfully play ninety minutes, all people of goodwill will be happy to scream "Ros-Si!"

Turning through the jubilant crowd on Lubyanka, I recalled the triumph of the will of the Tom football club, which escaped to the Premier League in 2004. Then in Tomsk there was also a holiday. We all felt wow what eagles! New life, almost worldwide glory. Prior to this, many years Tomsk tried to interest the world community with his brands - the oldest university of Siberia, wooden architecture, Elder Fedor. The world public politely agreed: how interesting you have ... in Omsk. “Yes, not in Omsk,” we were offended. “And in Tomsk. We must understand the difference!” The world public nodded absently and immediately forgot about our existence. It seemed that we would forever remain a deaf province.

Suddenly, eleven guys changed the situation in ninety minutes. Bookmakers throughout Europe began to accept bets on Tom. “Of course, I know Tomsk,” said Munich, a coupe neighbor on the train. “I constantly play the totalizer and successfully put it on Tom for a couple of times. He never visited Russia, and his knowledge of Siberia was exhausted by the words“ Gulag ”and“ Tom ”. Now this German probably forgot about our city, after Tom was blown away and disappeared from the field of sight of the bookmakers.

The modern world is quite simple: you either interest it or not. You can grind as much as you like with spiritual grips - no one will hear. But when eleven guys under our flag will successfully play ninety minutes, all people of goodwill will be happy to scream "Ros-Si!".

Andrey Filimonov - Tomsk writer and journalist

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