Italy wins the World Cup Final on penalty kicks, perhaps in redemption for the 1994 loss in the Final, also on penalty kicks. The game was marked by some bumbling touches in the first half and several trades in offensive momentum, with Italy seeming to dominate the first half and France by far out-shooting the Italians in the second half.
In overtime the French captain Zidane was sent off for head-butting an Italian player to the ground, off the play. What a way for Zidane to cap his appearances for the French team. It was a move straight out of Street Fighter.
Here in my little town in Wyoming, the half-full bar was dominated by a big screen television and soccer fans. Quite a few homegrown fans cursing and shouting, smatterings of accents Scottish and British, encouragement and disbelief in Spanish, and maybe more. The world's game. It's a cliche, and Tom Powers may try to bastardize it into an ignorant bleating of misdirected American pride, but it is the world's game, and that's a beautiful thing.