Diary of Jordan, Day 15

By Chibuogwu Nnadiegbulam

Class was for 9:30 as usual. Paloma and I were out of our room by 9am and took a selfie in the elevator, on our way down in anticipation of the first two quarter finals of the tournament, one of which her team would partake in.

There were only six Young Reporters left in the tournament; Paloma (Mexico), Veruska (Venezuela), Pablo (Spain), Christine (Ghana), Masamichi (Japan) and Katie (England). No Young Reporters representing North Korea and Germany.

Today, we were all going to Al Zarqa, and it would be for the last time in this tournament. First up would be Mexico vs Venezuela at 4pm local time before two European giants in Germany and Spain clash at 7pm.

This time, some persons were assigned to live tweeting and I was one of those. I would be tweeting for Germany in their match against Spain. After everyone was assigned, Martin took over for his session.

He first likened the social media to a crowded market, where everyone display their articles in the best possible way to attract people into their websites or blogs. According to him, we need to be competitive and know who we are competing against.

Our special guest today, was FIFA.com writer and Editor, Stephen Sullivan from Glasgow, Scotland. He has been with FIFA for more than 10 years.

During his time with us, his Scottish accent did not help most of us, "but I try sha". He told us there are usually at least two Editors per stadium to ensure the quick delivery of match reports and other stories pertaining to the match.

Their rapport with team media officers and other journalists across the globe, keeps them updated with the happenings in FIFA member nations and they offer stories in five official languages.

Following the question I asked, he admitted that tracking the football happenings in Africa can be difficult except they are qualifying matches for the World Cup, Olympics, AFCON, etc.

After Sullivan's session was over, we had over one hour to get ready for our field duties for the day.

At the Prince Mohammed International Stadium, the first match saw Venezuela captain, Deyna Castellanos dazzle us as she led her side to a 2-1 victory over Mexico to make it to the second semi-final in a row.

In the build up to the second match, I started my tweeting with a little background of some players and past meetings between Germany and Spain. Then the match started (Remember I was tweeting for Germany).

As the first few minutes unfolded, I noticed a no 17 playing in a red jersey when there was no no 17 in Spain's starting 11. And so I thought, "did a player get injured during the pre-match warm up?" Of course Martin had told us in class to pay attention to every detail before, during and after a match, I felt I had hit a jackpot and said I would make further enquiries at half time.

Oh my! Not until Victor, who was tweeting for Spain came to tell me that an attempt I had tweeted about was made by Spain and not Germany, did I realize I have been thinking Spain was Germany and Germany was Spain. That was my preconceived thought. I have known Germany mostly in their White, and Spain in their Red but this time it was the other way round and it was just a case of me falling into a trap I had set for myself.

Well, Spain defeated Germany 2-1 to progress to the semi-final, while the German players wept on the pitch for quite a while. It was an emotional scene. Some of the players wiped their tears and tried to console their team mates.

The German fans in the stands tried to cheer them up with applause while some still waved the country's flag but that could not console them enough.

Then came the moment that touched me the most when the German players took out a banner that read "Thank You. Shukran, Jordan. Families + Friends of (the) German Team."

After the press conference was done, we went back to our hotel.
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