Historic Win

As you may have heard already, the Mexican national squad has defeated the French squad in a group A fixture. This is unquestionably the greatest win in El Tricolors history. For the first time in either an official or unofficial match we have beaten the mighty French squad. Many people were hoping for just a tie against these skilled footballers, but not me. I called it the day before with all of my friends that I discussed it with, we would win.

I felt the 3 points pumping through my veins and I had never felt so sure about anything in my life. With that being said, I predict my dear Mexican squad to reach at least quarter finals, even if that means defeating Messi's Argentina in the second round. You heard it here first folks. Also, I am so impressed by the way Marquez has played in his new role with the national squad. I will admit that a year ago I thought that Marquez was no longer needed in the squad if he was to be left out of the team due to injury because we had many other very good defenders, little did I know how much of an impact his new role would have in our play. This is by far the best Mexican squad that I have ever seen play in my 18 years of life.

The World Cup has kicked off.

The month we have all been anticipating is here, the kick off to the World Cup. Nothing thrills me more than watching a soccer match on the world's biggest stage seeing the players on the field giving it their all to earn that win. This only happens once every four years, it is really mind-boggling. Ever since I was six years old I've held a passion for soccer because I witnessed the France '98 tournament thanks to my dad letting me skip school just to watch the Mexican National Squad play. I can still recall the days of Blanco feeding the ball to Hernandez.

As a kid, nothing else beat pretending you were one of those players out on that field. Although in '98 I witnessed my dear Mexico lose at the hands of Germany and watching my dad's hopes of advancement in the tournament fade all in the last 15 minutes of that second round match, it showed me that this was more than a game, it was a passion that ran through your blood. Watching Mexico play the host South Africa on kick-off day made me feel the way my father did that 29th of June, seeing my team battle it out on that field giving it their all. They missed some crucial goals and even had to endure the agony of falling behind on the scoreboard, but in the end it was all worth it as our national emblem for the last decade pulled through for us. Thank you Rafael Marquez.

May this World Cup be the most successful one so far in Mexico's history and may Aguirre finally realize that Guardado is the answer while Perez is definitely not.