Now That The Eagles Are Loved Again...
The Super Eagles got bashed in all languages, most obscene,
for notching just one ‘miserable’ point against Iran. The daggers were out, not
minding that almighty Brazil labored to same result against Mexico while their over
100 thousand fans watched live in disbelief…
Not minding that Spain is already home…scoring just once and
conceding seven in two group matches…
Not minding that Brazil, Germany, Italy, Uruguay, Spain –
all World Champions, are either already knocked out or hanging on dear
fingernails while approaching final group matches…
Not minding that the 2014 World Cup in Brazil has set out
from the go to be a World Cup of shocks…
But Nigerians, acclaimed to be over 150 million in
population, everyone a coach, do not pause before they reason, much less reason
before they talk or comment on issues they know little or nothing about.
Football is followed by anyone who can afford a TV set or get to any if you can’t…but
the beautiful game we claim to love so much goes beyond what we see on screen.
I watched the Super Eagles against Iran…and though they
weren’t electric, they didn’t display as badly as most fans berated them for.
Individually, there were unpardonable errors here and there but to put those into one blanket
and label the whole team ugly is one act that has ignorance written all over.
This is the World Cup and this one in Brazil has SPECIAL written all over every stadium in use!
Against Bosnia and Herzegovina, the Stephen Keshi lads
sparkled to life. In a winner-takes-all duel, the guys in green gave it out
tit-for-tat. Within just first 20 minutes of football, I had witnessed more end-to-end
action than most 90 minutes provided at the Mundial so far. Bosnia too were giving as
much as they were getting that when Edin Dzeko riffled in that goal, my heart
sunk…this was no match either of the teams could afford to come from behind.
But thank God for refereeing error favouring dear Eagles for once in ages, the
Man City striker’s effort was incorrectly called for offside. And that was a
huge let-off for Efe Ambrose, who was guilty of not watching his other three
defenders, despite being in perfect position to effectively do so.
Emmanuel Emenike then took over, combining with Osaze
Odemwingie to use what Africans usually provided – raw strength! The Fanabache
forward was so ruthless in waltzing past the Bosnia captain that the
overwhelmed Europeans helplessly protested. A great effort by the Aguleri-born
Eagle and a great finish by Odemwingie, who pushed home through the gapping legs
of his Stoke City teammate.
The Eagles stood firm, defended very well, fought out the
excruciating battle in midfield superbly and would have extended their lead if profligacy
in attack and Begovic’s heroics were not stumbling blocks. But don’t think it
was happening at just one end. Vincent Enyeama was solid enough to tell whoever
cared to watch that he is truly one of the very best, if not the very best of
keepers in Brazil. His last gasp reaction save, diving one side, instinctively stretching
out with his legs to the other, deflecting Dzeko’s desperate strike to the
right post seemed mere coincidence to neophytes…but it was experience and
agility that directed the Lille of France goaltender to such amazing heroics.
For unbelievers, note that Dzeko clearly handled the ball while trying to chest clear of
hassling Kenneth Omeruo but then, who would blame the referee for trying to
even out an earlier error? The man in black thought he could gift that one…he
probably didn’t know what stuff Enyeama was made of!
In defense, Joseph Yobo surprised me a great deal. Never
knew the Eagles skipper had that much left in him to marshal that defense the
way he did, limiting about the deadliest header of the ball in Brazil, Dzeko to
just few harmless headers. He organized the far younger boys either side of him
to an immaculate performance. Except for that poor judgment by Ambrose leading
to Dzeko’s goal, the Celtic defender was effervescent, halting attacks and initiating
ours on countless occasions…his understanding with Odemwingie was a delight to
watch. Omeruo was at his battling best, beating Dzeko countlessly to headers
that made me applaud ceaselessly. Juwon Oshinawa, the weakest link in this
department, wasn’t that obvious, even though the Bosnians countlessly tried to
exploit our rear guard via his wing. If there is anyone to be told to sit up,
it’s probably the Israel-based left back.
What else can one say about Emenike? Odemwingie might have
won it but Emenike was my man-of-the-match. Hardly have I witnessed such power
being ruthlessly utilized in a backdrop of a referee who clearly understood
physicality and football usually dined together. The Bosnian defense,
particularly their captain, would forever dread any day h'd come across any
African with the letter E starting both first and last names! Had Ahmed Musa
been more calm and anticipating, he could have netted twice…but that’s not
taking anything from the Russia-based speedster…he was full of running, scaring
the daylights out of the Europeans’ rearguard.
And Keshi? Another one up your detractors faces.
If we win, which is possible, we can top the group but the
danger of toeing this winning line is losing while attempting it. Never mind
their game against Iran, Argentina is still very dangerous. With Messi, any
side is but they also have the compliments of Sergio Aguro, Gonzalo Higuain, Angel
Di Maria, amongst others. Note that all Iran needs do is beat Bosnia and they
may qualify, depending on our result against Argentina. So, we must not lose!
In all, it’s good work on Bosnia…let’s go grab that draw
against Argentina.
Come On, You Eagles.
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