![]() Nearly two decades on from that evening in Yokohama, when Brazil’s marauding right-back Cafu held aloft his second World Cup trophy (and his nation’s fifth), it remains the tournament I revisit most often. As a wide-eyed 10-year-old who lived and breathed the beautiful game, four weeks felt like four years, in the best way possible. Specifically, the month of June, when the FIFA World Cup made its inaugural visit to the Far East. “That summer seemed to last forever,” is perhaps the one line that feels somewhat relatable, however. And, if you believe the theories being bandied online about what the song is really about, then any common ground quickly becomes almost non-existent. I’ve certainly never had a girlfriend whose mother had a porch. ![]() ![]() I can’t say I’ve ever played something until my fingers bled (with the possible exception of Mario Kart: Double Dash on the Nintendo GameCube). Despite gracing a rather unhealthy number of Oceana cheese rooms, as a largely tone-deaf bloke from the West Country, there isn’t much of Bryan Adams’ iconic ballad ‘Summer of ’69’ I can really empathise with.
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