Peru played well in the early exchanges and were unlucky not to take the lead. In fact, their star man Vargas was looking like the best player on the park until Peru began to gift possession after the half hour mark and a Uruguay victory started to look increasingly inevitable.
It's like good cop, bad cop in the Uruguayan front line with Diego Forlan forever cool, calm and collected, while his strike partner Luis Suarez spends as much time thumping the turf in frustration and arguing with the ref as he does actually doing the things he is really very good at, namely scoring goals. Indeed, in the second half Suarez cut out most of the childish rants and knocked in both of the Uruguayan goals, thanks in no small part to his partner in crime, Forlan.
It was noticeable that a lot of European journalists have suddenly begun to appear in Argentina for the final stages; two weeks ago members of the written press from Europe numbered barely a dozen.
I was sat at the La Plata match with a press representative from Hungary and Denmark's only accredited journalist at the tournament. Many high profile press people seem to have booked up for the semi finals and final expecting to watch the likes of Brasil and Argentina. You've got to laugh really.
It was 2am by the time we were back in Buenos Aires. Thankfully, German Andy saved me from the horrors of the flooded refugee hostel and put me up at his flat. Four hours of sleep later it was down to the international ferry terminal by taxi for the 8am catamaran to Uruguay, where More Than A Game is enjoying a brief break from the Copa America for three days before this weekend's final.
It is fair to say that the boat was packed out with some very happy Uruguayans on their way home after their team's 2-0 semi final win, many of whom will be making the 50 kilometre return trip across the muddy waters of the River Plate once again this weekend.