So maybe the field wasn't quite in World Cup condition... the stickers, the pond from recent rains, the horses staked next to the goal. Maybe the players weren't quite World Cup mentality- the sweet tea cup splashing ice as he ran. And maybe the ball was a bit flat, sounding a thud across the field as it hit the ground. But the day was tremendous and the sky was fairy tale blue with cotton ball clouds. We laughed out loud and cheered and jeered with broad smiles that transcend every language barrier. There was no place else any of us wanted to be than right there.
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