So what can be said for the Confederations Cup this past week? With the United States just barely squeaking by into the semi-finals, nobody expected them to beat Spain, the world's number 1 ranked team. But they did. And people noticed. A country with fewer soccer fans than citizens of Vatican City rallied behind their soccer team and cheered them onto a 2-0 win over Spain. I can't even count the speed with which my Facebook news feed blew up with statuses about the game. And while I know I may have a few friends who watch soccer, there was certainly a discrepancy between the number of soccer-watching friends and soccer-loving statuses after the game. Not to mention soccer--soccer!?--yes soccer, was the headline on ESPN.com, a rarity indeed.
And then Sunday struck. Confederations Cup championship game, USA vs. Brazil. In just 45 minutes, the United States soccer team had millions of Americans surrounding their TV screens watching their soccer team outwit, outplay, and outlast Brazil (Yes, that's the Survivor slogan and I just felt like using it), up 2-0 at halftime. American pride oozed from homes across the country. And then tragedy (and perhaps reality) struck. Brazil struck three times in the 2nd half to take the lead, 3-2, and they held on to win the game. Yes, spirits were down, but the US soccer team had succeeded in turning a country of bystanders into a country of fans. The loss couldn't damper the American spirit and pride generated from a once meaningless game. A classic example of sports and tragedy unifying a country and regenerating pride in the US of A. And I can guarantee that one year from now back in South Africa, millions of Americans will remember the Confederations Cup, rally behind their team, and try to push them to the finals, a place they have never been before.
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