New Orleans,
New York,
LA,
Jimmy Gunners,
Cassius Clay,
serve and volley,
lull and smash,
fight and show and call and catch.
Champions, stars and NBC,
great and strong and fast and free.
What comes up
when I say USA?
Liza LeBurg,
Paisley Swing,
Chevrolet and BB King,
Coleman Hawkins,
Parker Myers,
Gathry Dillon, don't think twice,
don't think twice.
Lester Young,
Billie Holiday,
Bruce Springsteen,
born in the USA.
What comes up when I say USA?
Randy Newman, Prince, Lou Reed, Castaneda,
Mushroom Speed, Coke and Junk and * and
*, Mickey Mouse, McDonald's, Dunk,
Charlton Heston, Cary Grant, Warner Brothers,
Disneyland.
Barbie Flipper,
Pills and Gin,
Hollywood and Maryland,
Chesterfield and Bazooka, Firestone,
Ford,
Canada,
Cheeps and Banks and Lollistay,
Roosevelt,
Truman,
CIA,
Eisenhower, Marshall
Plant, Spiney Boat and Good Morning, Vietnam.
Johnson,
Nixon, Kennedy, mastermind, monopoly,
Cod,
Reagan,
how long will you play fool on hell?
In this business class of shell,
of oil and soap and church and pill,
fridge and pool and games and bread,
of black and white and mixed and red,
of *** and crime and liberty,
in this General Motors company.
What comes up
when I say USA?
Denver,
Dallas,
Simpson,
Hughes,
win-win and losers-lose and this hobo in the street,
is
he dead or does he sleep?
And if you get it, don't ask why,
smile, be happy, please don't cry.
All you get is this here self and all it is for me,
my friend.
So move and groove in our beat,
rock and rave,
that's what we need.
We are the world,
we don't look back.
Ecstasy and age and crack.
Brothers,
sisters, girls and guys,
all is beauty, all is nice,
life is just a running gag.
Stars and stripes,
follow the flag.
Uncle Sam, the pipe, let's smoke.
Let us be united,
folks,
let us do it in your way
and let us play like you play,
children play and children be.
It's too late to run away.
So let us sing and let us pray,
let us swing and let us play all together now.
My world is made.
My world is made.
Your world is made.
All world is made.
Your world is made.
This world is made
is made in the USA.
...Pierre-Emerick Stierli can only play Jean-Dupuy,
who has to curve inwards with the ball.
And at the moment he doesn't know who he has to play.
Once again to the left wing,
to Pierre-Emerick Stierli.
Pierre-Emerick Stierli flanks first at the back of an Englishman.
He wanted to go far into the penalty area.
Now to Kuhn, who can take the ball freely.
Played to Jean-Dupuy.
Jean-Dupuy comes against the penalty area.
Shot by Jean-Dupuy! And a save!
A wonderful shot by Jean-Dupuy!
Beautifully shot from about 18 meters.
And for me it was the miracle in quotation marks.
Pierre-Emerick Stierli knew not to start with the situation.
He hesitated, he tripled, he hesitated again.
Then Kuhn played, then Jean-Dupuy.
And Jean-Dupuy curved inwards and from about 18 meters,
almost in the middle of the goal,
with a violent shot.
The 1-1 after an unfortunate goal in the first minute and
after a wonderful goal by Jean-Dupuy in the tenth minute.
I think without making it into nationalism.
You just have to realize it like that.
The Englishmen now again in possession of the ball.
By Lee. And now the Basel audience comes with huge chants.
Suddenly a shot and 2-1 for the Englishmen by Chivers.
And referee Loro shows in the middle.
Hard to believe that from this situation a hitter can stand.
Chivers is pushed off to the far left,
exactly in the twelfth minute.
But you just can't do that.
The English are too clever.
Now left wing, Stierli, flanks in the middle.
Header from Kuhn.
2-2.
Wonderful.
Heieiei, that's ***y.
Mamma mia.
Mamma mia.
A few seconds before half-time.
In the 45th minute.