the world, or part of it

A few months ago, when the World Cup buzz was just starting to surface on peoples minds, I thought that it was a little over-done in terms of hype. I didnt pay too much attention to the last World Cup and I was just too young to remember enjoying any before that one. I like soccer (which I sometimes catch myself calling football), but the idea of watching it for a month and tracking a tournament seemed less than exciting for me.

That was a few months ago. By the time June started and everyone was eagerly anticipating the Cup, I started to get wrapped up in the flood of fans. Before the Cup started, I found myself doing research on teams and picking a favorite. I wont even mention who I picked because that team, as well as my home team, USA, were out before the second round ended.

This year’s tournament taught me that soccer truly is the world’s sport, because even people who dont watch much of it are wrapped up in the tournament. I’m an expample of that, as I have established, but I have also found people just like me all over, who changed greatly. Though most people were bitter enemies when their countries were playing against each other, they became good friends joining together with the world in the most border-breaking game of all.