The Mexicans were the first team I've seen to clinically dispose of a dangerous team with second and third goals, both of good quality, though the winning goal was created out of a mistake by the Iranian keeper Ebrahim Mirzapour and Rahman Rezaei, who gifted the advancing naturalized Mexican (nee Brazilian) Zinha with the ball. He in turn fed Omar Bravo, who cooly finished. Zinha himself powered home a drawing board header to ice the win.
And speaking of Naelson Zinha (who got shit from some corners of the Mexican press for being selected for the team -- a variant of that same-old "we don't need the foreigners" lame jive Brits are familiar with -- on claiming Mexican citizenship rather recently) how charming is it to think that in the midst of all the immigration hullabaloo back in Amerigo Vespucci, there are actually those out there trying to be Mexican. Leave it to football to bring nations closer together, or rather, expose delicious ironies like these.