Pretty interesting report from a Brazilian fan on the ground in Brazil:
"So I've just come back from watching the game at a bar here in Brazil. I am Brazilian-Australian, so I'm not as heavily invested in football as everyone else, but it was still pretty fun to watch. Here's a rundown of how it went here on the ground, for anyone that's interested:
- First half and the first goal just seemed like a bit of bad luck. This wakes the crowd up a bit and gets some "come on"s happening. Eyes are firmly fixed on the game. Drinks are flowing, horns tooting in encouragement.
- Second goal was the wake up call and people started getting annoyed. "WTF" looks are exchanged. There is still hope, and a few, throaty "VAI BRASIL, PORRA" (Go Brazil, damnit!) and "get it together?!" sentiments ripple through the crowd. A few women gasp, but all eyes are still on the game. Horn-blowing is strangely absent.
- Third goal was met with incredulity and by now, visible annoyance. This is when personal comments about the players usually begin, mainly questioning their placement on the team. One man behind me left the crowd and smashed his flagpole to bits on the cement, leaving only the cloth. Police strategically positioned outside in front of the giant screen pretend not to see, and he leaves of his own accord/disgust.
- The fourth goal brings fear, but never talk about it being "over". Notable about Brazilians and football is that they rarely utter anything about it being "over" until it actually is. By now, the more fanatic of fans are starting to getting more irritated, swearing, calling the players useless, yelling at them to play, and calling them a "vergonha nacional" (national embarrassment). For others, attention is starting to lag and people are looking at their phones and even have their backs turned to the TV screen. They will remain, but only out of a sense of duty. A few Dutch men that rolled in are doing quite well with the skanky types looking to marry a foreigner. Angry home fireworks begin.
- The fifth goal brought laughter and actual cheers. You know when you're really tired and everything is going wrong and all you can do is laugh? Cheers of "Fora, Dilma!", "Fora, Felipao" (Out, Dilma! Out Felipao!) begin, referring to the World Cup keeping Dilma in favour with her constituency and this loss marking the beginning of the end for her. As for Felipao, he is not well-liked in Brazil, and the idea that this could end his coaching the national team makes many happy. The vast majority have turned their attentions to other conversations and their phones. The most gung-ho are still stewing in angry silence, broken with the occasional random outburst against players. The insults are now less about the gameplay, and slightly more personal. My favourite likened a player to Bambi.
- At the sixth goal and the cheers for more goals are still going, and most aren't paying attention at all, in fact, there's joking and laughing although the match was over and had been won. For the few that are still angry, the insults have descended into straight-out swearing in small squads. The most common insults are "filho da puta" (son of a whore), along with "vai tomar no cu" (stick it up your ass). More angry home fireworks ensue.
- The crowd is pining for more goals at this time. The seventh goal goes largely unnoticed. People turn their heads when they realise something happened. Conversations and phones resume. Noone is phased by pictures of spectators crying on TV. This is completely normal and to be expected.
- Brazil's goal, strangely enough, is met with cheers... not the same as a cheer where there would be a chance at winning, but a kind of sorrowful "poor guys" cheer... except for the angry guys in the crowd. Their response is "Kick another one, just to embarrass us more", etc.
- The game ends, players hug, most people applaud the effort out of a sense of duty, probably. Our angry spectators are still angry, insults even less relevant, but much funnier. My favourite was directed at David Luiz; "CUT YOUR HAIR. YOU ARE TRASH!".
No horns post-game, and thankfully, life will be back to normal tomorrow. Forecast for storms with Dilma's election campaign, though.
TL; DR: We got our asses kicked."