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My loyal reader is prompted to ask why I didn't liveblog the USA-Algeria match from Wednesday. The answer is: I wanted to actually watch the match. It takes me longer to type than you may think. And I feel a certain obligation to record semi-accurately pertinent details from said match, which limits enjoyment, in a sense. I'm thrilled about it all, of course. I follow most sports, and I am an ardent patriot. Landon Donovan, the scorer of the winning goal in stoppage time (because the clock counts up in soccer, stoppages do not affect it per se; thus, the head ref adds the time lost that he deems appropriate to the end of each half) has been the symbol of American soccer for eight years, and perhaps the nation's greatest player. How fitting indeed. The ninety-first minute of the game (with 4 added minutes of stoppage time) was the occasion for the most necessary goal. Had the goal not been scored, and that within the following 3 and a half minutes, the game would have ended in a tie, the third of the tournament for the US, sealing their elimination from the tournament. The 32 teams in the tournament were divided in 8 groups of 4 teams each; they played each team in their group once, earning 3 points for a win, 1 for a tie, and 0 for a loss. The top two teams in each group advance to the "knockout" phase: single-elimination until one team remains. With the victory, the US finished with 5 points; by virtue of scoring more total goals than England--also with 5 points--the US won the group. Imagine that: 3 minutes from elimination to group winner via a single goal! The United States is not a soccer power; England is. The English Premier League is considered the best in the world. Until the US qualified unexpectedly for the 1990 World Cup, their appearance was a rarity. That year was such a shock that Jaleco Corporation made a game for the Nintendo Entertainment System (TM) called GOAL! to capitalize on it. It remains one of the most played games to this day. 1994 saw the tournament come to the US; the American qualification for the knockout stage that year was marred by the murder of Columbian defender Andres Escobar, who had mistakenly kicked the ball into his own goal to give the US a victory. In what could not have been a better storyline, the US played its next match in RFK Stadium in the nation's capital on the 4th of July--against Brazil, the best team in the world. Playing heroically, the US fell, 1-0 on a goal by Bebeto in the 72nd of 90 minutes. Fittingly, Brazil went on to win the World Cup, while the US players became legends. Lalas, Harkes, Jones, Wynalda, and Ramos are just a few of the names from that team, and their success led to the founding of Major League Soccer in the US. Though MLS is not as well-regarded as the best European leagues, it is closing the gap, and boasts players from all over the world. Suffice to say, despite a surprise quarterfinal appearance in the 2002 tournament (led by a 20-year-old Landon Donovan) this tournament has a chance to change how soccer is viewed in America. And this team may surpass even the icons of 1994.

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