If you came for some-sort of Backpass-style analysis of what the US Men’s National team might do tonight, or a prognostication on the starting lineup, or something, I ain’t doing that. I’m just using Burgundy Wave as a stand-in for plunking down $125 for an hour to talk to my therapist. So, feel free to stop reading, but I need a bit of a release right now or I might poop my pants.
I’m not alone. The whole country feels this way - or at least, through the lens of the soccer Twitter-verse, it certainly feels that way.