I'm going to talk about the USA-Algeria game so I'm going to cut for people who haven't seen it yet.
That game! I was practically on my knees promising my first born by the end of it. So many ups and downs, so many missed opportunities. I was sitting at my desk, already crying and trying to talk myself into not falling into a funk because I am way emotionally invested in this sport and this team and then Donovan-a man who I couldn't stand for six years but started to grow on me when I hesitantly began following USA after Bradley came on board-scored the goal we had been waiting for for 90 minutes. I was on the floor, co-workers were surrounding me to make sure I didn't hurt myself, people were asking me what happened/who won and I was hyperventilating I was so happy!!
What I wouldn't give to have watched that in a bar surrounded by fellow fans wearing enough face paint on to make my eyes sting.