The blues are real and they have arrived.
Sad? Check. Irritable? Check. Feeling empty? Ok, not quite.
The 2010 FIFA World Cup is over. Spain won. The damn octopus was right. I have my vuvuzela but the lone sound (and my lack of skills – that thing is hard to blow) cannot reproduce the constant drone that sounded like millions of bees; the sweet sound of excitement!
No, I know this isn’t the end of football. Heavens, no. The Superliga starts soon but I’ve never followed that and don’t plan to. Then there is the English Premier League in August. But I’m not about to pay for cable so that I can watch all these leagues every weekend. My father can’t understand how I can be so hyped about the World Cup and not watch any of the club level sports. Doesn’t he know there isn’t enough hours in the day to follow all of that? No! I’ll stick to my international tournaments like the Euro 2012, Africa Cup of Nations 2012 and 2013 (that’s right!), and the Summer Olympics.
Africa lost. They really did. Again, I was not expecting miracles at the outset and I’m really glad that Ghana performed the way they did especially when I didn’t give them the chance of surviving their group. But that doesn’t change the fact that Africa lost. Nigeria, Cameroon, Ivory Coast, Algeria. Where were you guys?!
Who else lost? Oh yeah. All those big names. It’s as if Nike cursed them all with their “Write The Future” advertisements. At the beginning of the tournament, they were amazing, wonderful pieces of advertisement; in hindsight they are hilarious to watch.
I didn’t much enjoy the final, but the 3rd place game more than made up for that. Way to hit the crossbar in the final minute, Forlan. Away with the ball Suarez! How many attempts at goal did he miss? May the forces continue to steer his attempted goals away from the net for years to come.
And lastly, well done South Africa!