You know the movie 300? The battle of Thermopylae?
That shit is a game of tic tac toe compared to the way New Zealand emerged from the tournament undefeated. We were in a group with the defending champions and the South American team that placed only a single point behind Brazil in qualifying. Not only could neither team beat New Zealand, a tiny footballing nation, the most isolated on the planet, but the goals each side scored against us were both dubious.
New Zealand. Small, isolated, but with hearts big enough to destroy giants.
We are magnificent bastards.
