I'm old. In fact, I'm old enough to remember when the U.S. men's national team crashed out against Mexico in the Gold Cup final without much of a fight.
I'm old enough to remember when, earlier in that same tournament, a succession of wins from a mostly MLS-based roster had some commentators wondering whether these players just wanted it more than their fancy teammates over in the Champions League. I'm old enough to remember when those same players got annihilated by Turkey and Switzerland just a few weeks earlier.