HEAT

A tropical beach
Palm Trees
The carribean ocean
Colours & Cuba Libres

What a dream!

An empty beach
An ocean that screams
Two people ready to dive
What a wonderful vibe

In the ocean they run
Eagerly awaiting the dive- yet numb
The water covers
Whatever worries bothered

Diving and swimming
Singing and laughing

Back on the shore
Back to the beach
Back to the sand

Juices, Cocktails, Colours
Mangos, Coconuts, Maracujás

What a dream!

Soon there – so far
Can`t wait
How – wonderbar!

Masses travel to the stadium
It slowly fills up

Noises
The Teams enter
A Whistle blows
22 players run after a ball
They kick
They run
They head
They hold
They struggle
They PLAY
a
GAME

Goal!
Goal!! Goal!!
Goal!!! Goal!!! Goal!!!
Goal!! Goal!!

The masses are in Rage

They kick
They run
They head
They hold
They struggle
They PLAY
a
GAME

1-2-3-4-5....90 minutes

2:2 A Tide

Game OVER....



The field is empty,,the spotlights switsched of and the fans are gone...
A silence embraces the stadium...a breath of a far away wind..smoothes its way through the stadium...it slowly crawls up the high posts..the thousand seats..the green is covered in a thick fogg...the foreign wind blows a melody..and if you listen closeley you can here a refrain whispering......"It is just a Game,......just a Game....just a G-A-M-E..."

"Yes, I am a Free Lover. I have an inalienable, constitutional and natural right to love whom I may, to love as long or as short a period as I can; to change that love every day if I please, and with that right neither you nor any law you can frame have any right to interfere. And I have the further right to demand a free and unrestricted exercise of that right, and it is your duty not only to accord it, but, as a community, to see that I am protected in it. I trust that I am fully understood, for I mean just that, and nothing less!"
from "the high priestess of free love" Victoria Woodhull (1871)