Let's get caught up a bit.

Since we have a few "down" days, I wanted to get caught up on a few of the days I missed between US games.
June 13th:
The day after the US v England game, we were all on a high. It wasn't a win, but it wasn't a loss, something all the experts predicted. We had a fairly lazy day, but headed down to Loftus Versfeld (the stadium just down the road) to see if we could find some tickets to the Ghana v Serbia match. Tickets were hard to come by. These people simply don't know how to properly scalp/tout tickets. When we did find some tickets available, everyone wanted an extravagant amount for them (upwards of $150-$200 per ticket). So we continued to mill around the stadium, taking in the festive atmosphere (that would be the Ghanaians....not sure the Serbs know how to be festive), and keeping our eyes open. We had nearly given up on the prospect, but decided to make one more pass as the game kicked off. We were approached by a guy with a Ghana Supporters Group shirt on, and he said he could get us 7 tickets for 600 rand each (roughly $80)...Ryan told him, "No way, the game has already kicked off!". After a bit of debate, the guy's buddy undercut him. He told us he would give us the 7 tickets for 400 rand. Score we were soon in the stadium with tickets that were issued to the Ghana Football Association. Needless to say, we stood out a bit amidst a mass of dancing, singing, drumming, and yes, vuvuzelaing Africans. What do you do? You start dancing and cheering for the "home" team. We had our picture taken with many of the folks, as they thought we were quite funny. Even the guy who looked like he could have ripped my arms off and beaten me with them, just smiled...(well sort of "not frowned").
During the game a load of Ghana supporters got down on the warning track that separated the field from the stands and started marching around singing. Like that would have ever happened in the US. Then the next thing you know, German and Curtis are down there as well...when in Africa.....
When Ghana scored the winning goal, it not only sent the crowd into a frenzy, it also assured us of a peaceful exit from the stadium...all was good in the world. Unless your Serbian, and then I am not sure if anything is ever good in world. They are a very stern bunch of folks.