A striker in the Argentine league likes to hold up an imaginary camera and take a snapshot of the dejected keeper in his moment of misery. Then there was the infamous Finidi George of Nigeria. Following his goal in the 1994 World Cup, George crawled to a corner, raised a hind leg and pretended to use the corner flag as a dog does a fire hydrant. Several teammates then deliriously did the same. However, it says nothing of excessive urination.
Goals are like bread.
I need them to live. Indeed, one measure of how precious goals are in soccer is that none of the aforementioned acts was deemed excessively celebratory. On the contrary, goals are so diabolically difficult to come by and so delirium-inducing when they do occur that the only reasonable response is pandemonium. You're blind, you re deaf and you just want to run around and scream. I need them to live.