The Beautiful Game

I dreamt last night that I met the Brazilian national football team. In particular, I was chatting to Kaká. I don’t remember much of the conversation, but I do recall asking him whether, during his formative years at São Paulo (1999-2003), he had been aware of the emergence of current Arsenal player Denílson, who also found his footballing feet at São Paulo (2005-2006) before making his way to North London.

This – the fact that Kaká and Denílson started out at the same club – is not an association I had made before. It’s not a particularly significant association, but I was nonetheless very impressed that I was able to make it while subconscious.

And that’s it. I know being told about other people’s dreams is interminably boring, but I thought this one was too surreal to be kept secret.