Yes, these posts are supposed to document my summer of cycling, but yesterday was one of the ‘big’ days for the U.S. Men’s National Team at the World Cup, and I spent most of my day looking forward to the game. I was not disappointed.
As I said today, if, two weeks ago, someone told me the team would win its first game and then earn a draw (that’s soccer-talk for a tie game) against Portugal, I would have been thrilled. If after the first five minutes of the game, you told me the U.S. team would claw its way back and the game would end in a tie, 2-2. I would be happy. But dreams, hopes, and expectations build quickly during these types of matches.
The U.S. team was ahead 2-1 at the end of regulation time. The team just had to survive for five more minutes.
By now, you know the rest. Cristiano Renaldo is not the best player on the planet because he happens to dress well. With the final seconds ticking off the clock he found himself alone on the right side of the field. His magical feet were streaking toward the end touch line, and with the grace and practice of so many season, he launched the ball toward the middle of the field. There was only one player in front of the goal, and he found him. Tie game.
Yes, I did go for a ride before the game, but somehow, I couldn’t talk about that today. The next game for the team is this Thursday and if the U.S. and Germany somehow manage to end in a tie, they both move ahead. Hmmm. We’ll see.