So Far, So Brazil: A Rousing Opening for the Hosts

On a fretful, at times drowsy, but ultimately electrifying night in São Paulo, Brazil opened their World Cup campaign with a 3–1 victory over a composed Croatian side. It was a performance that encapsulated the essence of Luiz Felipe Scolari’s team: resilience, tactical discipline—and Neymar.

The hosts came from behind, aided by a contentious penalty decision and some questionable Croatian goalkeeping, to signal their intent in this home tournament. Brazil, while still showing early-tournament hesitancy, confirmed what had been widely suspected: this is a side built on steel and system—with a splash of star dust.

That star, of course, is Neymar. The 22-year-old talisman, already an icon before a ball had been kicked, delivered on the promise and the pressure. His two goals weren’t just crucial—they were declarative. Brazil’s obsession with their No. 10 has become feverish, and on this evidence, justifiably so. If this is to be his World Cup, he has begun the story in the right tone: defiant, dramatic, and with flashes of delicate brilliance.

And yet, for all the fireworks—literal and figurative—there was something familiar, even subdued, about Brazil’s start. The first 30 minutes offered a blend of nervous possession and defensive vulnerability. True to historical form, they began sluggishly, their pre-match promises of a gradual ignition proving prophetic. Scolari’s Brazil remains a team in careful balance, heavily reliant on Neymar and his willing accomplice Oscar, whose performance sparkled with invention and grit.

Despite the final scoreline, Croatia were far from submissive. Their coach, Niko Kovač, constructed a bold, forward-thinking lineup, eschewing a traditional holding midfielder in favour of Luka Modrić and Ivan Rakitić—a double pivot of orchestral vision. It was Croatia who struck first, and deservedly so, when Ivica Olić carved open the left flank and found Nikica Jelavić, whose scuffed shot deflected off Marcelo for an own goal. Brazil’s central defence was statuesque; Marcelo’s reaction, haunted

The goal momentarily hushed the home crowd, and Dani Alves—so often a forward-thinking full-back—was exposed time and again by Olić. Brazil's right flank became an open invitation. As much as Alves offers in attack, his defensive positioning remains a glaring liability. On the other side, Marcelo struggled similarly. It was a reminder: Brazil’s full-backs may be fun, but they are not secure.

Gradually, Brazil found their rhythm. Oscar tested Stipe Pletikosa with a thunderous left-footed strike, and Neymar—shortly after a booking for a reckless elbow on Modrić—responded with a moment of individual craft. Collecting Oscar’s pass, he danced through defenders and struck a low, unconvincing shot that nonetheless beat Pletikosa. The goal transformed the stadium’s mood. From fretful tension to triumphant roar, Brazil had arrived.

Still, the first half exposed fissures. Hulk and Fred were inert, the midfield offered little creative linkage, and the defensive shape—particularly in transition—was frail. The second half began with a sleepy energy, mist settling over the bizarre São Paulo stadium nestled on a red clay hillside. Modrić, impassive and imperial, continued to dictate tempo, threading passes with the authority of a maestro.

Then came controversy. With 20 minutes to play, Fred tumbled theatrically under the lightest of contact from Dejan Lovren. The penalty was soft—egregiously so—but awarded nonetheless by Japanese referee Yuichi Nishimura. Croatia erupted in protest. Neymar’s conversion, a jittery, stuttering effort barely placed beyond Pletikosa, was as unconvincing as the decision that preceded it. But it counted, and Neymar had his second.

Croatia pushed, valiantly. Perišić threatened. Modrić probed. But in stoppage time, Oscar—tireless and incisive all evening—delivered the coup de grâce. Stealing possession, he surged forward and toe-poked a low, skimming finish from 20 yards. It was a goal of audacity and technical excellence, the kind that evoked Ronaldo at his impudent best. At last, a glimpse of Brazil in full flight.

This was not a flawless performance. Brazil remain vulnerable out wide, too dependent on Neymar and Oscar for attacking thrust, and uncertain in their collective identity. Yet they leave their opener with three goals, three points, and the momentum of a comeback victory. In tournaments, that’s often enough to begin something larger.

The host nation has arrived—with questions lingering, but belief building. And at the heart of it all, Neymar: effervescent, divisive, and already indispensable.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar