World Cup awayyy, South Africa vs. Mexico

The thought crossed my mind, being in his shoes, feeling what he is feeling, (empathy(?)), the player at the top of the Mexican column, awaiting to enter the stadium.

His apprehension obvious, felt, as he kept turning back towards the players in his captaincy, shouting to them, in what sounded as chanting, to lift themselves up, to get support, to get through the oncoming moments, to overcome the enormity of the tasks ahead.

A stadium packed to its hilt, worldwide coverage to millions around the world, and they themselves at the very centre of it, them the chords, the strings that vibrate to the tunes played by the hearts and minds, the consciousnesses of countless individuals the world over..

.. as it is not the players, the officials .. just,  .. it is not the spectators, the fans on the terraces .. just .. but .. the millions of individuals around the world .. that are involved … and determine the outcome of the game .. in each and every aspect of it .. s54kay …      

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