2nd July, 2010 would be a moment that would not be easily forgotten. It would be recalled as the day when luck and opportunity knock on the doorsteps of the Black stars earnestly but never received any welcome. It would be regarded as the day when the dream of the Black stars was truncated tragically and the glow of the African flame got extinguished. It would be remembered as the day when jubilation and excitement of the masses dispersed across the four corners of Ghana entered into transience and disappointment, sadness, anguish, and sobs, into permanence. It would be noted as the day when the vuvuzelas of the Ghanaian and any other African remained silent, from the capital city of Ghana, Accra to Johannesburg in South Africa. It would be noted as the day when Ghana refused to make history and the ‘can do spirit’ of the African was doubted. Moreover, it would be the day that gave birth to several ‘w’ questions enumerated below;
• What if Gyan has scored that golden penalty?
• What if Ghana had won the game?
• What if Ghana has won the world cup?
• Why did Gyan played that particular penalty?
• Why didn’t the referee accept goal and shown Suarez a red card for his infamous unprofessional act?
• Why is it that people who do bad things often escape justice?
And I would remember it as the day that I almost wept.
Nevertheless, I am very proud to call myself a Ghanaian. I’m proud of the black stars. I’m proud to be an African. All hope is not lost yet. Now, let’s rally our support for the Black Queens in their world cup campaign.
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