The evening did not end for Vozinha, the Cape Verdean hero against Spain. The flag draped around his body, the goalkeeper sprinted in joyous aimlessness around the Atlanta Stadium. When finally, the broadcasters managed to drag him for a chat, his eyes were welling with tears, blending with the sweat dripping over his forehead. He was happy that his seven saves, each rolling into history books, etched his country’s greatest night in football. But he was unhappy that his mother was not with him. The tickets were booked, the bags were packed, but she was denied the visa. “She didn’t manage to be here because of the visa. Because of the money you have to pay for the visa, we didn’t manage on time. I would like her to be here,” he sighed, clutching the player of the match memento as though it were a slice of his soul. Emotion took over. “I cried after the game because I grew up with my grandparents when I was a kid, and they could not be there. …