I previously observed that it's as if the spirit of "jogo bonito/beautiful football" has permeated this tournament and inspired the players to put on a show. And what a show it's been so far, only seven days in.
I flew to Amsterdam from New York a couple of days ago, connecting through Madrid with a long layover. So happenstance offered me a paired glimpse of the two capitals from the World Cup final: red winner, orange loser.
Spain won a final that turned from a sporting contest to a morality play. Spain were the good guys. Holland deserted its legacy of Total Football and went for a disgraceful program of thuggish fouling.