The prophet, the penalty shootout, and the pummeling
ONCE upon a tournament in the sun-scorched realm of African football, there lived a man named Karamogo Sinayoko who made a career decision that would prove... let's say cosmically inadvisable. Our protagonist - blessed with either tremendous confidence or catastrophic judgment - declared himself a prophet. Not just any prophet, mind you, but one with a very specific celestial portfolio: helping Mali win the Africa Cup of Nations through the mystical art of spiritual meddling. The devoted faithful of Mali, their hearts swollen with hope and their wallets lighter by nearly $39,000, placed their trust (and considerable cash) in Sinayoko's…
