Waka Waka

The US is really not on board with this World Cup thing. I mean sure, I had heard of it once or twice before this year, but I didn’t realize that it was a life-or-death, all-consuming battle that takes precedence over all else for a month until I lived in England and then Nigeria. I remember studying in my basement room at Oxford during an English match and hearing a sudden roar across the entire city that told me the country had scored. Precisely the same thing happened tonight, only this time Nigeria wasn’t cheering for its own team, but for Ghana’s—the continent’s last remaining team, and perhaps its first chance to reach the semi-finals. Tonight, as the Nigerian TV anchor has repeatedly stated, every African is Ghanaian.