My house was a screaming mess of humanity last night as the US team lost the grip on a win over Portugal, in what I always call the heartbreak of soccer, defined as: “you can play better than the other team and lose anyway.” Of course, in this case at least we tied, but I have to say my stomach lurched in that way it does when you feel like you have something securely in your grasp that your feeble fingers allow to crash to the ground. Here’s a great commercial that provided a hearty giggle on this heartbreaking Monday morning of loss. Good one, right? Ok, let’s psych up for Thursday. Bone up on your German.
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