It was April 10, 2010. My boyfriend at the time (now husband), was totally stoked that Philadelphia was finally getting a professional soccer team. Me? Not so much. At the time, I was really into baseball, and thought that soccer just wasn't something Americans were excited about. It was something that "they" watched. However, I reluctantly attended the game with him because, hey, I support Philadelphia sports teams. That day will be forever seared into my memory as a turning point for my life. That may seem over dramatic, and maybe it is, but it started an obsession that has brought so many good experiences, and good people, into my life.
Parting is such sweet sorrow
