Germany 4 Argentina 0

We got up early for some souvenirs at Green Market Square.

I was in communication with Bob McNutt, a family friend from Corsicana who knew my parents in college. This was Bob's 10th World Cup. His father had been one of the partners in the Dallas Tornado- the NALS Team from the 70s. Along with his friend Lamar Hunt, the two were instrumental in advancing soccer in the States. Lamar's son, Dan, and Bob were travelling with their girlfriends to see the final stages of the cup, and were in Cape Town for the quarter-final. There was a third travelling pair that didn't make it. With incredible generousity from them and good fortune for us, they gave me two additional tickets. Hirsh, a new convert to soccer, and David, who played for Harvard and is crazy about the sport, were able to join the four of us for the quarter-final. We definitely ended up seeing the most intriguing matchup- next to brazil netherlands- of the quarterfinals.

Scott, Tyler, Andy and I met Bob and his girlfriend Amber for dinner beforehand, at the Cape Royale across from the stadium.

The TVs were in the pool.

The skybar probably has a great view in the summer, but in the winter it was closed off because of the wind.

From hotel.

6 of us

From their hotel balcony.

There were parades on the fan walk.

From our seats.

The walk to the stadium in Cape Town is great.

Signal Hill and Table Mountain

David and I took the tickets with Bob, Amber, Dan, and Toni. Dan's family owns FC Dallas and the Colombus Crew, so the tickets were actually part of the US Soccer Federation allotment. We were on the 7th row, just behind the Argentina bench.

We were stoked.

Bob and Amber with David and Me.

Someone asked with my 'Don't Mess With Texas' USA belt and wristband, and Germany scarf if I felt like I was splitting my loyalty. I told them I was dressed like Audie Murphy.

Diego when they were down by 3.

Diego in his suit. Though crazy, at least he didn't look homeless.

These seats put us in taunting range. When Maradona tried and failed to trap a ball that was going out of play I yelled 'USE YOUR HAND, DIEGO! EL MANO!' The gliteratti around me found that pretty funny.

The Argentines got SMOKED 4-0. It was awesome.