I can’t believe what we just witnessed.
95 minutes of an all-out siege against the third smallest nation to ever qualify, and Spain couldn’t crack that wall.
They brought in the best player in the world to get SOMETHING going, and still couldn’t crack that wall.
Spectacular.
“Oh Balogun is just playing for the U.S. because he couldn’t make the England squad”…Folks, that is the entire promise of our nation.
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
And then we’ll beat your ass with them.
Always think World Cups are so beautiful for associative memory. They come every four years, allow you to reflect on life, how far you have come, where you were when it last came and just an opportunity to somehow be grateful for everything.
You can give me a life sentence of 1pm kickoff before I’ll look forward to even one SNF.
Carrie Underwood never tells you it feels like you’re waiting all day at the BMV
I can’t watch true crime videos anymore. It legit makes me really depressed, afraid and pessimistic towards humanity. Now I just watch geography videos and weird internet history like “who drew gangster SpongeBob?”