Gold Cup Semifinal Victory Over Jamaica

On This Day in 2019, Lightning and Redemption: How the US Survived the Storm to Reach the Gold Cup Final

The chants began before the final whistle had even sounded at Nissan Stadium. "We want Mexico! We want Mexico!" thundered from the throats of 28,473 supporters who had endured a 90-minute weather delay to witness the United States Men's National Team in the Gold Cup semifinal. What they had seen was more than just a ticket to Sunday's final in Chicago—it was validation that the partnership between Christian Pulisic and Weston McKennie could carry American soccer back to relevance.

The semifinal represented a collision between ambition and expectation, between a Jamaica side that had upset the Americans just a month earlier in a Washington D.C. friendly and a United States team desperate to prove that their quarterfinal struggles against Curaçao were an aberration rather than a harbinger. The Reggae Boyz arrived in Nashville with legitimate confidence, having reached the previous two Gold Cup finals and possessing the recent psychological advantage of that 1-0 June victory over a depleted American roster.

For Gregg Berhalter, the match presented an opportunity to demonstrate tactical flexibility while maintaining the core principles that had guided his team through the tournament's early stages. His lineup shuffle reflected both pragmatism and evolution—Jozy Altidore and Reggie Cannon earned starts alongside Jordan Morris and Matt Miazga, creating a formation designed to exploit Jamaica's defensive vulnerabilities while maintaining the creative axis between Pulisic and McKennie that had proven so decisive against Curaçao.

The historical context added layers of complexity to the encounter. Jamaica had eliminated the United States in the 2015 semifinals before falling to them in the 2017 final, creating a rivalry that transcended regional politics to become genuinely competitive. More immediately, the specter of that June friendly loomed large—a match where Jamaica's clinical finishing had exposed American defensive frailties and raised questions about Berhalter's ability to adapt his tactical approach to different styles of opposition.

The early minutes of the July 3 semifinal suggested those concerns were misplaced. McKennie, continuing his evolution into the dynamic box-to-box midfielder Berhalter envisioned, announced his intentions with a ninth-minute goal that perfectly encapsulated the American tactical approach. Michael Bradley's expansive passing found Reggie Cannon wide on the flank, whose precise cross located Altidore at the edge of the six-yard box. The veteran striker, back to goal, laid off a simple touch to the charging McKennie. The finish was emphatic—a low drive past Andre Blake's outstretched right hand into the far corner. It was McKennie's third international goal and second in consecutive matches, but more importantly, it validated the tactical understanding that had been developing between him and his teammates throughout the tournament. 

"He's a really big, dominant presence," Pulisic had said of his midfield partner before the match. "He's really good at winning balls. He wins everything. He's also good with the ball, whereas I'm not as much of a ball winner but more of a creator and dribbler. I think we've worked really well together."

The partnership would be tested in ways none of them anticipated. Just seven minutes after McKennie's opener, lightning illuminated the Nashville sky, forcing both teams off the field for what would become a 90-minute weather delay that threatened to disrupt the rhythm and momentum the Americans had worked so hard to establish. The interruption represented more than just a meteorological inconvenience—it was a test of mental resilience and tactical adaptability that would define the remainder of the match.

"I haven't really dealt with something like that since like youth soccer," Pulisic admitted afterward. "It was strange. We tried to keep ourselves going, and in the end, everything worked out."

When play resumed, it was clear that the delay had affected both teams differently. The Americans returned with renewed purpose and tactical clarity, while Jamaica seemed to have lost the defensive organization that had kept them competitive in the tournament's early rounds. The second half belonged to Pulisic in ways that demonstrated why he had become the focal point of American attacking ambitions. His first goal, in the 52nd minute, showcased the predatory instincts that had made him the youngest American to score in World Cup qualifying. McKennie's precise through ball found Morris in space on the right flank, whose shot was well-saved by Blake but poorly handled, allowing Pulisic to arrive unmarked and tap home the rebound from close range.

Jamaica's response came through Shamar Nicholson, whose 69th-minute header from Leon Bailey's cross provided a moment of genuine concern for American supporters. The goal ended a 482-minute scoreless streak that had become a source of pride for Berhalter's defensively organized team. More importantly, it represented the first real test of American resolve under pressure, the first moment when the team's mental fortitude would be genuinely examined.

"I'm really disappointed that we conceded a goal in this tournament, but it's a learning moment and something that, looking back on it now, I'm glad we did because the guys had to dig deep," Berhalter reflected afterward.

The American response was immediate and decisive. Pulisic's second goal, three minutes from time, came from another rebound situation that highlighted both his positioning and his composure in crucial moments. Paul Arriola's shot from the left side was well-saved by Blake, but once again, Pulisic was perfectly positioned to capitalize on the loose ball, firing low into the left side of the goal to restore the two-goal advantage.

For McKennie, the victory represented personal vindication and collective achievement. His post-match comments captured the growing confidence within the American camp: "It's definitely going to be a fun game. I think the fans want it. You heard them saying, 'We Want Mexico!' I think we want it. I think we're ready for it, looking forward to it."

Three days later, at Soldier Field in Chicago, those lessons from earlier in the tournament would be put to the test against Mexico in a final that would determine not just the Gold Cup champion but also the trajectory of American soccer for the next generation. The Mexican team that awaited them had reached the final despite missing key players like Javier Hernández, Carlos Vela, and Hirving Lozano; however, they brought the tactical discipline and big-game experience that had made them CONCACAF's most successful team.

The final would prove to be a different kind of examination entirely. Jonathan dos Santos' 73rd-minute goal gave Mexico a 1-0 victory that secured their record-extending eighth Gold Cup title. The Americans had their chances—Pulisic's early run was denied by a brilliant save from Guillermo Ochoa, while Altidore missed a clear opportunity when through on goal. In the second half, Jordan Morris powered a header on target only to see Andres Guardado clear it off the line, while McKennie's follow-up was blocked by a sea of bodies.

The defeat was painful but not devastating. The United States had reached their second consecutive Gold Cup final, demonstrating the progress made under Berhalter's guidance. More importantly, the tournament had established Pulisic and McKennie as the foundation upon which American soccer's future would be built. Their partnership had produced crucial goals in both knockout rounds, validating the tactical approach that would carry the team through World Cup qualifying and beyond.

First Gold Cup Group Stage

On This Day in 1991, the US Rattled Off Three Straight Wins in the Gold Cup, Including a Tight One Against Costa Rica

The summer of 1991 marked a watershed moment for American soccer, though few could have predicted it at the time. The inaugural CONCACAF Gold Cup emerged from the political machinations of a changing federation—Trinidad's Jack Warner had ousted the aging Joaquín Soria Terrazas from CONCACAF's presidency, shifting power from the Spanish-speaking bloc and relocating headquarters from Guatemala City to Manhattan. With Mexico threatening to defect to South America and Central American nations considering their own breakaway federation, the Gold Cup served as both an olive branch and a cash cow, designed to keep the confederation intact while generating revenue that the old CONCACAF championship had never managed to do.

For the United States, the tournament represented something far more profound than regional politics. Just months removed from the humiliation of a 1-0 loss to Bermuda that had cost Bob Gansler his job, the Americans found themselves under the guidance of Bora Milutinovic, the charismatic Yugoslav who had led Costa Rica to the World Cup's second round. The image problems that plagued American soccer—exemplified by the embarrassing Haiti Olympic qualifier on June 23, played on an unlighted field in Colorado Springs without proper facilities—would find their antidote in Southern California, where the Gold Cup would serve as the sport's baptism in the United States.

The transformation under Milutinovic had been as swift as it was dramatic. Where Gansler had preached conservative, tightly controlled soccer built around long balls forward, Bora encouraged creativity and freedom. Players like Bruce Murray, frustrated to the point of openly defying his former coach during a match against Bayern Munich, found new life in their natural positions. "It's like I have a new lease on life, I really mean it," Murray reflected, his record-setting 60 international appearances suddenly meaningful again under a coach who understood that soccer was meant to be free-flowing.

The opening match against Trinidad and Tobago at the Rose Bowl tested both the team's resolve and their new philosophy. For 67 minutes, the Americans dominated possession but struggled to find the breakthrough that Milutinovic had urged them to seek early. When Leonson Lewis finally broke the deadlock for Trinidad, converting his own rebound after his initial shot struck the crossbar, the moment threatened to become another painful reminder of American soccer's limitations. But this team, forged in Milutinovic's image of attacking freedom, refused to accept defeat.

Bruce Murray's equalizer in the 85th minute epitomized the new American approach—a goal born from persistence rather than desperation, created when Eric Wynalda's pass deflected perfectly into the veteran midfielder's path. "I was in the right place at the right time," Murray admitted, though his positioning spoke to the probing, aggressive style that had replaced Gansler's rigid system. Two minutes later, Marcelo Balboa provided the moment that would define both his career and the tournament's significance for American soccer. With his back to goal, the Cerritos High graduate executed a perfect bicycle kick, bouncing the ball past Michael Maurice for a winner that sent the Rose Bowl into delirium.

The victory over Guatemala three days later felt almost anticlimactic by comparison, a methodical 3-0 dismantling that showcased the tactical discipline Milutinovic had instilled alongside the creative freedom. Murray's early goal and assist demonstrated his renaissance under the new regime, while the Americans' 18-10 shot advantage reflected their newfound confidence in sustained attacking play. Even Balboa's late red card—a suspension that would sideline him for the Costa Rica match—couldn't diminish the sense that something fundamental had shifted in American soccer's trajectory.

By July 3, as the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum prepared to host its quadruple-header finale to the group stage, the United States needed only a draw against Costa Rica to secure first place in their group. The irony was impossible to ignore: Milutinovic's former team, the Costa Ricans who had impressed at the World Cup just a year earlier, stood as the final obstacle to American advancement. The matchup carried personal weight for the coach who insisted his intimate knowledge of the opposition meant nothing—"I don't play," he said with characteristic directness—but the tactical chess match would prove far more complex than his dismissive comment suggested.

Costa Rica entered the match with their own complications. Their surprise 2-1 loss to Trinidad and Tobago had left them needing a victory to guarantee advancement, transforming what should have been a comfortable conclusion to the group stage into a desperate scramble for survival. The 36,703 spectators who filled the Coliseum—drawn by the innovative decision to admit children under 14 free of charge—sensed the significance of the moment. This wasn't merely another international friendly or World Cup qualifier; it was American soccer's coming-of-age party, broadcast to a national audience eager to see if three years of World Cup preparation had yielded genuine progress.

The early stages validated American optimism. Peter Vermes' sixth-minute opener, a goal that exemplified the attacking intent Milutinovic had demanded, suggested the Americans would control proceedings from the outset. But Costa Rica's response revealed the gulf that still existed between ambition and execution in American soccer. Juan Carlos Argueda's 30th-minute equalizer exploited defensive lapses that would have been punished mercilessly in World Cup competition. Claudio Jara's goal three minutes later doubled the lead.

The 2-1 halftime deficit felt like a return to familiar American frustration—early promise undermined by lapses in concentration and quality. In the Coliseum's concrete corridors, supporters wondered if this team would fold under pressure as so many American sides had before. The Costa Ricans, despite their recent struggles, carried the confidence of World Cup veterans who had eliminated Scotland and pushed Brazil to the limit. The second half transformation began with Roger Flores' handball, a moment of panic that gifted the Americans a penalty kick four minutes after the restart. Hugo Perez stepped up to convert, his spot kick carrying the weight of a program's aspirations.

The winning goal arrived with the cruel irony that defines soccer's most memorable moments. Hector Marchena's own goal in the 59th minute, deflected into his net from an American corner kick, provided the 3-2 victory that would send the United States to the semifinals. The Costa Rican defender's mistake wasn't the result of American brilliance, but rather the consequence of sustained pressure —the kind of relentless attacking that Milutinovic had encouraged from his first day in charge. As Marchena stood with his hands on his hips, staring at the ball nestled in his net, the symbolism was impossible to ignore—Costa Rica's World Cup experience had been undone by American persistence.

"Today, soccer won," Milutinovic declared afterward, his assessment capturing something larger than the evening's results. The victory represented validation of his coaching philosophy, proof that American players could adapt to a more sophisticated style of play. More significantly, it demonstrated that the United States could compete with CONCACAF's established powers when given proper tactical preparation and psychological support.

The path to Friday's semifinal against Mexico carried symbolic weight that extended far beyond the Gold Cup's immediate stakes. Mexico represented the ultimate test of American progress—a rival with superior technical ability, deeper soccer culture, and the kind of tactical sophistication that had consistently frustrated American ambitions. But this American team, forged in the crucible of Milutinovic's tactical revolution, approached the challenge with confidence earned through dramatic victories and hard-fought lessons.