I'm not going to South Africa. So instead I'm gonna try and watch a bit if not all of every game at work, or at home or in a bar or wherever. On the telly. With a beer. And I'm gonna predict who I think is gonna win. And talk about football stuff. So there.

Monday 12 July 2010

The 2010 World Cup Final: Spain 1-0 Holland (AET)

A messy one. A violent one in places. 14 yellow cards and a red. But a hatful of chances for both sides to win it inside the ninety. Robben will forever regret his two one-on-ones with Casillas, the latter getting limbs and feet in the way to keep his team in it.

There were missed chances by the Spaniards too. Ramos should have scored from a free header. But you have to allow for this in the biggest game of them all. Where the tension is at its highest, and the fear of losing at its greatest.

Alonso was the victim of a karate kick that should have seen De Jong see red. And the goal, with just minutes to go in extra time. Sure the Dutch should have had a free kick at the other end. But so much happened between that and the goal. The Dutch had plenty of chances to regain possession before Fabregas found Iniesta and he the glory of the back of the net.

And so many people's tip - the Spaniards - triumphed. The first team to do so after having lost their opening game. And my tip the Dutch, almost disgraced themselves with their bully boy tactics. They knew they were the inferior team, but they still showed skills and still created chances that demonstrated why they warranted their place in the showpiece game.

The headlines may go to the lad who ran on the pitch at the start and tried to steal the World Cup trophy. Or they may be given to Nelson Mandela who made a welcome appearance before the game. But although the game itself wasn't much cop, the Spanish won't mind. They go home with the trophy and the knowledge that they are the best team in the world, and may remain so for some time to come.