I don’t know about you, but that game mesmerized me. I held my face with both hands, eyes glued to the screen. I actually sat at the bar only to move to another booth staring wide-eyed at a 50″ screen surrounded by red, white, and blue people. Why was this game so intense? What made this game so beautiful?
This game made history. Repeat. This. Game. Made. History.
#1. We Played As a Team
None of this: “We have goalie and a forward.” No. Every single member of our team played together. Sometimes too much so. Dancing around the ball; passing it to other players, and I almost thought I was watching Japan–just taking the F-ing shot!
Thankfully, they finally did. 2-1 USA!
#2. We Didn’t Fall Down
Ghana played 60% of the game in the US based field. Howard just took it. Shot after shot and he just got back up. My favorite scenes were Howard diving underfoot, catching the ball, and rolling back up. #truetalent #lotsofpractice
Then, we got side-swiped. We got kicked. In the nose. Dempsey took it like a champ. And got back in the game. Jones got punched! Then he talked down the ref from giving the guy a red card for it! #onestadium #goodkarma
Jones probably got beat up more times than I’ve seen any player. He just kept going. Bradley, Dempsey, Beckerman….gosh, ouch, I can’t even remember how many players just got wiped by Ghana’s team. And dear Bedoya, he had a leg cramp 10 minutes into the Second Half and it took 30 minutes for his gait to become noticeable to bring Zusi in. #justkeepgoing
#3 We Trusted The Young
Alright everyone. Who had doubts about Johannsson? C’mon, admit it. You saw Juergen put him in as the first sub for Altidore and–in my father’s words–said, “We’re a different team now. I don’t know…” Well guess what. Go back. Go rewatch that game. Passes, dances, always have a #9 just flitting about the field every time Ghana captures the ball or tries to pass it. So he’s young, and he plays like it; but he held his own. Against Ghana. Against Ghana. And all these players just did a bang out job.
So can we just go back revisit #1?
#1 WE PLAYED AS A TEAM!
We laughed at our mispronounced last names–where did they come from? What’s a Wondolowski? We casually mentioned how interracial our team was compared to other nations. No one person looks alike, we nodded. Not every national member of their home country actually plays for their home country, we agreed. And yet, here we were, as a team, truly and completely playing as one.
We were an internationally derived team. We were a multiple ethnicity but a single nationality team. We were American. We were the United States. We were #OneNationOneTeam.
Why can’t it always be like this?
Bonus: We Have a German Coach
If anyone watched Germany v. Portugal, or really, any German match in the history of the World Cup, it’s pretty safe to say Germany is brilliant. The finesse of a German is only matched with the sheer stamina of a Brazilian–and boy! Wouldn’t that be a match? Still, Juergen Klinsmann’s reactions to his players were so incredibly detailed.
Those are my feelings about the world cup. Thus far, I’m following #Japan and #Brasil as well as #USA. Let me know what you think below! Or tweet me @laurynashling. See you soon fellow World Cup fans!