We have two national teams. One is the European champion, while the other has the best player in the world. The two countries they represent are next-door neighbors. Now, how come this is not a Superclasico?
Well, Spain, forever the contender, never the bride has always failed to cash in on its talent. Portugal, frequently rocked and riven by internal disputes, has had only occasional peaks of brilliance followed by long valleys of failure.
This time, these teams are both in form, and they are a remarkable match.
Spain has a pretty game. Portugal has The Pretty Boy
. Spain has the artful Iniesta. Portugal has the rough-and-tumble Carvalho. Portugal brings out the creative Deco. Spain sees him raises them the acrobatic Casillas.
That's one way of looking at it. Another way of looking at it is that Spain has a midfield packed with virtuosos, each of them capable of scoring all on his own, while Portugal has The Pretty Boy
It is hard not to pick Spain next. A victory for Spain here would be good for the game, good for the World Cup, and good for anyone watching the later rounds.
And so I take the plunge: my prognosis for the Superclasico is Spain in 6