Landon’s Brazil Goal — Not PMS

You need to know what I did when he scored the goal. It’s embarrassing, but as you know your verbose blogger has to share these things.

First, a little recap.

First, I screamed. I scared the crap out of my seven-year-old daughter who was scrapbooking in the kitchen.

My husband screamed too — but in a more manly way. He never watches soccer with me, unless it’s a big game like this one, or unless it is highlights of EPL goals.

Then I sat up in my chair and I started crying. Not boo-hoo crying. Just tears-welling-up-in-my-eyes-and-not-stopping-so-they-spilled-over crying. And I said to my husband, “Oh wow. I can’t believe I’m crying.”

And it didn’t stop. So I started thinking:

1. Am I PMSing? (quick mental math) No, I am in fact NOT PMSing.

2. Am I pregnant? The last time I cried like this was when I was pregnant with the above seven-year-old and found out the Raiders had signed Jerry Rice after the 49ers let him go. (no math necessary) No, I am NOT pregnant!

3. Did Landon just score the type of goal I think he did? Against the team I thought I saw? Yes, he did!

You guys know that I love LD. I mean, love, love, love the guy. He’s poetry in motion. He can pull balls out of the air as well as any other world player. He is an exciting player. And he plays best when surrounded by talent.

So I cried because that goal was the perfect exhibition of his talent. I cried because that goal was on the World Stage. I cried because I knew that in that moment Landon could not have been happier.

And thanks to Laurie for pointing out Andrea Canales’ article: Landon Donovan’s the Same — Others Change. It is exactly what I think.

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