#USWNT

I watched the whole thing.  I didn't open a device or wield a crafting tool.  I watched and cheered and remembered Little Cuter's Daring Devils and Don't worry, Stephanie's back there at sweeper and road trips to Ukiah.  Soccer's a game I can follow, and the triangle offense makes much more sense to me on the pitch than on the (American) football field.

I love Sue Bird's So the President F*cking Hates My Girlfriend take on Megan Rapinoe's demeanor, prowess, and purple hair.  I loved my daughter's admiration of Mia Hamm, for her performance on and off the field.  My heart was bursting as I watched another generation of role models, American heroes in a difficult time, defeat an undefeated team to win the championship.

As JES wrote,  I think I'd almost forgotten what "soul-stirring" meant.

And then, because the day needed whipped cream, nuts, and a cherry on top, my girl posted this:

As if today’s win could get any sweeter, I watched the whole game with my girl on my lap, insanely grateful to share these incredible role models with her just like my mom did for me at the World Cup final in ‘99

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Thank you, US Women's National Team.

Thank you very very much.

Oh, and by the way:  EQUAL PAY!