And then there were the games. South Africa doesn't have the best squad in the world--although they did perform well at last year's Confederations Cup in South Africa--but they held their own against a Mexican side that should have done... oh... so... much better. The first half was mostly in El Tri's favor, though the poor finishing by former Barcelona player Gio dos Santos and former West Ham jobber Guillermo Franco was aggravating for the team's supporters. South Africa simply looked out-classed. But come the second half things turned around with a fabulous rocket of a goal from South Africa's Siphiwe Tshabalala (we'll all be able to spell his name fast by the end of the tournament, you just wait) in the 55' minute, sending the Mexican players into a tailspin. Rafa Marquez evened things up in the 79' minute, but El Tri was unable to do anything other than give South Africa more space, options, and ultimately a couple of wonderful chances at winning the match. But it wasn't meant to be and the soccer gods bestowed upon the teams a fair draw. Decent, relatively exciting football to be sure.
The next match, between Uruguay and the
But it's just the beginning. The tournament is long and there are always duds like the latter match. There will be a couple more... and games that remind us why we love this sport in the first place. I have a feeling the real good stuff is about to get rolling tomorrow. A dung beetle promised me.