Ok, so those of you who know me understand that I am not that big of a sports person. I think it’s pretty ridiculous to have sports video games, to really emotionally attach yourself to a team so much you cause strife (i.e. bar fights), and to put sports above all other things within your life.

I will never date anyone who likes American football. It’s my personal code.

But I am dating someone who likes soccer. A lot. He’s been playing it since he was 5. Since we started dating I’ve been to 95% of his games. I started understanding what was going on, the rules, the players. I could see how all his friends interacted on the field and could make suggestions. I even got to the point where I started passing the ball with Brian (and did a rainbow!).

So this world cup business. I knew some of players going in since Brian made me watch. I never thought I would care, though.

But the US is farther than it’s gotten before. I wanna see if we can take it all the way. I think we can at least get through one more round. I’m wearing my jersey for good luck. I had mini heart attacks each time the US got to the goal and couldn’t finish.

Soccer, if anything, is making a sports fan out of me. I think it’s because I love the US so much, that I want to see it succeed in international arenas. I don’t care if other people bash this country. We are always building. We will always push forward. We will look back onto our past with great regards for the future. This is America, and our soccer team is doing their best to portray that.

So, my friends, I will bolt out of work today and go drink whiskey – for Donovan, for Altidore, and for the rest of American soccer fans. GO USA!

My reaction to Donovan's goal - watching espn3.com