JOHANNESBURG -- I haven't wanted the World Cup to end, and I certainly didn't want it to end like this.
This might prove to be my only World Cup final; this might have been my best seat -- Block 503, Row L, Seat 10 -- for my witnessing firsthand history. I wanted it to be memorable. I wanted it to be beautiful.
It wasn't those things, of course. I finished my own World Cup run with a story about a referee. After I sent it along, I felt nearly as cold and empty as the ...
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