It was the year 2000, the millennium was here. We had all just finished Livin’ La Vida Loca and stopped being afraid that our computer’s clocks were going to crumble global infrastructure and usher us into some sort of post-technological, road-warrior apocalypse. Everything was shiny and frosted tipped and my friends and I had just figured out how to burn games for the Sega Dreamcast.
Somehow, more heroically, Canada won the Gold Cup.
The new millennium brought the fifth interaction of the Gold Cup, and in true CONCACAF fashion, they got creative with it.