I remember very well the occasion of that match. I was in class, and a couple of classmates were secretively watching the game in the back of the room. At some point it attracted more people and, by what I guessed was the middle of the second half I started hearing my name being whispered, something like "Someone must tell Tiago about it!" "No, we better not, he might get so upset he'll leave the class!".
But I don't really care about football, so I only smiled once I learned of the match's result. Be proud of your national team, Franz, I heard their last cup was well deserved!
And you're right, it's just a game. I personally could never understand all the fuss about other people playing sports. But even when it's me playing - I was more of a volleyball player in my teens - I would never let the match's results get to my head, it's just a game after all!