The comeback was furious. Landon Donovan ran up the side I was sitting and sprinted with a through ball into the corner. He faked a cross beautifully and ROCKETED it into the top of the net. We went nuts in the stand. It was the 48th minute, and the Cardiac Kids had started playing their way.
Ellis Park is where the final part of 'Invictus' occurs, except for in soccer there is the constant roar of vuvuzelas. It was awesome to be in that stadium, recognizing that some great sports moments had occurred there recently. The second half was hard fought, and in the 82nd Michael Bradley, now with a Mr. Clean head to match his dad's showed that he is only getting better and equalized. It was two days before Father's day, which I thought was pretty cool for Coach Bradley. Mike is 22. That will make you feel pretty humble.
Just after that Maurice Edu scored and for 15 seconds we all thought we had experienced the only time in World Cup history for a comeback of that kind. The exact inversion of the Brazil USA Confed Cup final.
But it was called back. They don't show controversial replays in the stadium, but I have seen it plenty of times sense. 3 Slovenes were bear-hugging our strikers, and an onsides Edu scored a perfectly good goal. As hooked as I am to soccer, it is one of those things that makes you so angry at the sport. A goal is too valuable to allow calls blown that bad. There must be a way to solve it. We were robbed of two points that day, but nevertheless made an incredible comeback.
(this sign says DRC Support USA and Bafana Thanks Mandela)
After the game, we went back to Sandton where Nelson has his incredible apartment and cleaned up. We picked up Jaime, a big dude from Miami, and we went out to a club almost an hour away. It had a sports bar where we watched the English draw scoreless against the Algerians, putting us in a great spot for the third game. Live music kicked up, with one of the most incredible guitarists I have seen. There was a dance club downstairs. South Africans kept buying all of us drinks to welcome us to the country. A very hospitable people, the South Africans, when they aren't robbing you.
So what was intended on being a pretty solitary day in an airport ended up with 6 new people, a great piece of US soccer history, and a great experience in a much different city- Johannesburg.
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