As Ghana shot the ball toward him again and again, he did his best to create an impenetrable force field. He leapt high and wide. He rolled low and fast. He scrambled out of the box to meet oncoming shots with so much power and speed that he seemed like a freight train gone off its rails.

I would rather see our team lose than read the sentimental tripe the Times spews forth after a win.

He did everything he could to stop Ghana because there was no way, not this time, that Howard was going to feel the heartbreak he felt four years ago.

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