The sixteenth World Cup was staged on an infinitely bigger and grander scale than any before: France 98 provided all the passion, excitement and controversy that makes the competition such a special, magical occasion. The unsolved mystery surrounding the dodgy World Cup final performance of the planetÃ¢ÂÂs best footballer, Ronaldo, only added an extra dimension to proceedings, and would continue to fascinate conspiracy theorists for many years after the tournamentÃ¢ÂÂs final whistle blew.
For France, hosting the World Cup wasnÃ¢ÂÂt without significance. The brainchild of a Frenchman, the nation was yet to win the trophy despite the riches of skill it had possessed over the years. They also hadnÃ¢ÂÂt played a World Cup game in a decade: theyÃ¢ÂÂd missed out on qualification in 1990 and 1994, and had qualified automatically as hosts for this one.
The superb Stade de France, built especially for the occasion in St Denis, was a fitting centrepiece for their glorious summer. Behind the fine faÃÂ§ade, France was struggling with a racial tension which Les Blues, and their numerous players from immigrant backgrounds would help to ease. It truly was proof that football can heal rifts and change a nation.
Meanwhile, the competition became more global than ever. A record 168 teams had attempted to qualify, and for the first time, the World Cup featured 32 nations. This meant more matches, and more nations from emerging regions of the world game. Japan, Jamaica, South Africa and Croatia were among those making a debut, and all of them left France with stories to tell. With more places available for European nations too - the winners of all nine qualifying groups plus the best runner up qualified automatically, while the play-offs provided another four places.
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There was also the introduction of the Ã¢ÂÂgolden goalÃ¢ÂÂ Ã¢ÂÂ if a match went to extra-time, the first goal scored would decide it.
It wasnÃ¢ÂÂt easy to predict a winner, either. France may have had home advantage, but they were out of form and much of the media was calling for their managerÃ¢ÂÂs head. European champions Germany looked like contenders, as usual. England were strong, topping their qualifying group above a cautious Italy, forcing the 1994 finalists into a play-off with had to beat Russia before booking their place.
Holland and Spain once again arrived with numerous talented players and a reputation for underachieving. The South American big dogs, Argentina and Brazil, booked their tickets as group winners and cup holders respectively, and were many peopleÃ¢ÂÂs favourites. Then there were the dark horses: Croatia, brimming with ability and the passionate pride of a new nation; Nigeria, orchestrated by the sublime skills of Jay-Jay Okocha; and an impressive Danish side.
The joy of the World Cup was watching all of this talent come head-to-head, resulting in numerous freeze-frame moments that nobody who witnessed them will ever forget: Michael Owen sprinting onto the world stage, BergkampÃ¢ÂÂs sublime touches, red-card shame for Beckham, ZidaneÃ¢ÂÂs majestic midfield play and tense penalty shoot-outs aplenty.
They saved the best Ã¢ÂÂtil last though, with incredible scenes on the Champs Elysees: a million delirious French people falling in love with football for the first time Ã¢ÂÂ and the team of Ã¢ÂÂrainbow warriorsÃ¢ÂÂ who had captured their hearts.