However I was not in one of those places. I was at the stadium in Pretoria about 30 rows back. There were 34,000 people there. There was no replay or good camera angles. The following is a rough approximation of my stream-of-thought from the beginning of stoppage time to the end:
[You have to be f'ing kidding me...our defense is so bad...how can they be strik---GREAT SAVE Timmy--Bunch of whiners laying down complaining--whoah Timmy thats a quick toss dont rush it too....Landon! holy crap counter this is awesome pass off class act jozy control you have to finish better than youve been- beautiful- DAMMIT- Wa-GOOALL!!! AAAHHHHAHHAHHA. Allowed? YES! WE WON WE WON WE WON {30 seconds} yeah thats right get sent off Algerian dude suck it end in shame {...} oh man a corner kick, boys keep your head in the game...GREAT CLEARANCE...BLOW THE F-ING WHISTLE ITS BEEN 6 HOURS OF INJURY TIME...GAME OVER!!!]
I could have boarded a homebound plane immediately after this and been totally satisfied with every penny and every moment I have spent on this trip.
For all those of you jealous of me being at the stadium: You should be. It was the best thing that I have ever been a part of in my entire life. Sure I will get married and have a kid or two some day. Until then, June 23d, 2010 will take it.
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