So I'm kind of drunk (beyond tipsy) and watching the US women play Costa Rica. Whoever wins gets entry into the Olympics (and the US is, at this point, up 1-0) and it's getting to the point in my drunkenness (tipsiness?) that I'm actually starting to declare my love for players, genuinely, as I see them on stage.
I'm, like, minding my own business
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