They were confident. They were hyped. They promised that the world’s game had arrived in the United States — and that the world best beware.
Instead of building on their World Cup glory of 2002, much less matching it, the Americans crashed out in the first round, just like in 1998, overmatched by superior opponents and their own expectations.
On another note, is there anything more delightful than seeing sheer disappointment descend upon the face of a sports fanatic like a dark raincloud obscuring the sweet summer sun?
Sorry, my mean streak is acting up again. 🙂