Well, not really. Most are just sulking and pointing fingers at either Gyan or Mensa for horridly taken penalty kicks. Or the super-Afrocentric tend to be blaming Suarez for being a second goal keeper.
Either way. Ghana is out. And the African Dream has experienced the rudest of awakenings. I hate to say “I told you so….” but to be quite fair, I was out there cheering as loud and as proud as anyone else.
I wanted them to win. And for a second there, it looked like they would. But…. Continue reading →
What could’ve been one of the best games in the World Cup thus far turned into a sloppy display of wasted talent, false sportsmanship and bad officiating.
At the beginning of the match, I was supporting Les Elephants but by the end of it, I couldn’t decide who I hated more between them and the referee. I’ve made no secret of my disgust with them or the game. But it’s really hard to tell when exactly it all began to go wrong.
I think it all started with Brazil scoring. To be perfectly fair, it was no secret that Brazil was going to hit the back of the net, the question was really “How many times?” Anyhow, as soon as the first goal went in, everybody began going crazy. The vuvuzelas got louder and the antics hit hyperdrive. And that’s where the sh** and the fan collided. Continue reading →