The US went into the game ranked the number one team in the world, as well as having the number one goalkeeper in the world, and the reminders of the '99 World Cup surrounding them (the last time the US was in the final).
Japan went into the game with a very talented team and the hopes of an entire country weighing on their shoulders.
But no pressure! Ha.
The two teams were so well-prepared, that the first 68 minutes of the game were scoreless. Then Alex Morgan, the youngest player on the US team, scored.
And then Japan scored in the 81st minute.
So we went to overtime.
We scored in the 104th minute.
And Japan scored in the 117th minute.
Twice they managed to come from behind and tie things up with two shots we should've caught.
Penalty kicks, it was. And we BOMBED. In fact, I've never seen PKs go that poorly for any team. We missed the first 3 of our 5. It was hideous. We were so close, and playing so well, but it was stolen from us.
But truthfully, if we had to lose, I'm glad it was to Japan. I think they and their country really needed something positive to focus on considering the disaster over there.
It's 9:21, and I'm exhausted. Something is wrong with this picture, especially when you take the hour I got up. Oh well.
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