Three of them, against France. Team USA is going to the World Cup final! Wooo!
Funny thing — I never enjoyed watching sports before, but when you’re an expatriate, watching your national team win something is a real kick in the patriotic pants. I’m thrilled for the team and, for possibly the first time in my life, actually anxious to watch a sporting event besides the Tour de France. Not only that, but I’m anxious to watch a soccer sporting event, which for an American is sort of like saying I’m a fan of curling.
Of course, it’s entirely possible that my wife’s passion for soccer is rubbing off on me. It’s not rubbing off on our son, however. He appears to be one of the approximately seven males in all of Portugal who doesn’t like the beautiful game. I hope this won’t affect his future ability to find a mate.