These were the words, spoken by a commentator on an obscure regional British radio station that made my summer. England were out of the FIFA World Cup.They suffered an absolute Mullering (pardon the pun) at the hands of those pesky Germans. Same old story. Expectation, hype...disappointment.
Muller grabs his second as England crash out once more
All in all, the "Three Pussycats" had a poor campaign, winning only once in a group described by one British tabloid as EASY (see below). So easy, that they squeezed through the back door, behind the USA, with a measly 5 points from the 9 they were 'expected' to take.
Oh, really?
But, I do concede that, as a Scot, my opinion may be a bit biased, but I'm sure most Englishmen would agree with the points I've made. But England's shock early elimination was just one of the many shocks and controversies in one of the best World Cups in recent memory, IMHO.
It had it all. Shock scorelines, dressing room revolutions, bizarre celebrations and one of the most vibrant, exciting, fun home crowds in a World Cup, equalled by none. South Korea and Japan's fans were pretty wild at times, but the first World Cup to be held in Africa evoked the true African spirit and culture very well. Vuvuzelas, while hated by most, added an extra element to the atmosphere, which was buzzing at every match, but none more so than the very first game.
The atmosphere at the World Cup was electric
On June 11th, 2010, in Soccer City Stadium in Johannesburg, South Africa, the first match of the 2010 World Cup got underway. And, as the hosts began their campaign against Mexico, it was full house, with South Africa's loyal fans blowing their vuvuzelas (which I liked, oddly), singing their songs and sporting some very creative headwear, and generally backing 'Bafana Bafana'. As were most neutrals, including me, who adopted South Africa as their second nationality, swept up by the sheer passion that these fans exhumed. And when, in the second half, Bafana Bafana (The Boys The Boys in Zulu, the nickname for SA's national side) surged into Mexico's half with a counter-attack even 1982's Brazil would've been proud of, the World Cup came to life.
Tshabalala!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM! Tshabalala blasts in the first goal of the World Cup
How it didn't literally burst the net, I'll never know. The keeper had no chance, and the Mexican fans and players could only look on in disbelief as the 'no-hoper' hosts took the lead. And so began the strangest celebration I have ever seen. What an anti-climax.
WTF?
We all saw it and wondered: "Why are they doing a half-arsed Macarena?" I expected celebrating prowess as good as Tshabalala's attacking prowess. But I still sulked when Mexico equalised late on.
But, for 'World Cup no-hopers', 1-1 against a very good Mexico side is more than credible. But, as excitement reached fever pitch after an incredibly exciting first match, we were 'treated' to the France vs Uruguay match from this group later in the evening. A boring, dull, 0-0 draw.
The next day, as Argentina beat Nigeria following South Korea's win over Greece, all of Britain switched over to ITV HD to...watch a Kia advert?! Yes, a 7 year warranty is all very good but...Oh, he's scored.
Stick the ads back on, eh?
Yes, England's Captain Marvel had silenced the Big Macs, or the Kentucky Fried Chickens, or...whatever stereotypical crap Clive Tyldesley spouted out. I was sad. England couldn't lose a goal. They had a great spine, with Rooney, the world's most in-form striker, Gerrard, the goalscorer and sure to be an important playmaker during the summer, Terry, who, despite off the field problems, remains a rock for his nation, and Rob Green, a solid goalkeeper who has overcome his past gaffes and mistakes to emerge as a clear No. 1 for England.
Lawl.
Oh. Maybe not, then. So, Super England drew with the USA, with the New York Post claiming that the "USA WIN 1-1" and that it was "The greatest tie against the Brits since Bunker Hill." Ha.
The drabness continued the next day as Slovenia and Algeria contested the other game from Group C, with another goalkeeping howler granting someone an extra point, or, in Slovenia's case, three, as the Europeans got lucky when Robert Koren scored after an error from the keeper. Group D produced another 'I'd-rather-masturbate-while-holding-sandpaper-than-watch-this' match, as Ghana beat Serbia 1-0, thanks to a Gyan Asamoah penalty. But Germany, who were given not much chance of winning before the tournament by the bookies, destroyed the highly-rated Aussies 4-1, which helped many English people get over the previous night's result.
A few day's passed, with the only results of note being Italy's 1-1 draw with Paraguay, New Zealand holding Slovakia to a draw and North Korea actually scoring against Brazil, and looking like a respectable outfit in the process of their 2-1 defeat. A shocking result, possibly the most shocking result of the tournament came when Switzerland beat Spain 1-0.
The group stages passed with England stuttering, Italy out (winless), France out (winless), New Zealand out (undefeated), South Africa out (despite beating France), North Korea out (winless, and after losing 10 goals in their last 2 games. These games were the first ever to be shown on North Korean TV, after the performance against Brazil. Oops) and an 8-legged sea creature called Paul was causing a stir by correctly predicting all of Germany's results, even the defeat to Serbia.
As you saw at the start, Germany humped England, Spain beat Portugal (after which, Cristiano Ronaldo, ever the good loser, spat at a cameraman), Brazil horsed Chile and the Argies beat Mexico, amid much controversy over a Tevez goal.
Oh, dear. Another ruckus involving Argentina at a World Cup. Oddly, Diego Maradona acted as a peacemaker. I know. Cheek.
The quarter-finals came, and a few tasty matches came with it. Germany played Argentina, Brazil played Holland and Uruguay faced a test in Ghana, who equalled Cameroon's record as the African team who progressed furthest in a WC. Holland eliminated Brazil, who, after taking the lead, capitulated and finished with 10 men. Germany showed more attacking prowess, humping Argentina 4-0, proving the England result wasn't a fluke. Diego Maradona and the suit he wore, despite it being clearly not made for a man of his size, were soon sacked.
However, Uruguay caused controversy when their striker, Luis Suarez, handled the ball on the line with the scores level in their game with Ghana in extra time. He was sent off and exited down the tunnel in 'tears'. Asamoah Gyan, who coolly slotted two penalties in the group stages, missed. Luis Suarez was now jumping for joy, his clear act of cheating had not been punished in the way it deserved.
Ghana lost the following penalty shootout. But Asamoah Gyan bravely took another penalty, and scored. But, as Sebastien Abreu chipped his deciding penalty down the middle of the goal, Ghana, Africa and, indeed, the entire world, collectively cried a single tear. Justice had not been done, and once again a dirty, underhanded, cheating, conniving bunch of lowlife South Americans had cheated to win.
So that's what it feels like.
Cunt.
Spain beat Paraguay in their quarter final to set up a semi final clash with Germany. Germany's most famous cephalopod, Paul the Octopus, had predicted that Spain would win the match. Cue hysteria among German fans, believing their World Cup dreams to be over. Oh, grow up, it's effectively a fish. How much could it know?
Oh.
So Spain were there, but would justice be done? Could the dirty, cheating South American scum be beaten by Holland? Could Holland hack them before they got the chance to cheat? Yes, but by the narrow margin of a 3-2 victory. Uruguay then lost to Germany, who won third place for the second WC in a row, after winning 3-2. So, the final. I didn't see it. I was at Glasgow Airport, but I saw it dotted around screens there. From what I saw, nothing happened until the 115th minute, when Holland's Johnny Heitinga went one leg-breaking tackle too far, and was sent off. Spain took advantage of the extra man, and Andres Iniesta scored the goal which crowned Spain kings of Earth.
Spain: Kings of Europe/Earth/Pwning life
So, you think the World Cup was shit? Think again.
:)