I didn’t grow up in a sports family. Sure, my mom watches every Cubs game but that’s just part of being a Chicagoan. I wrote about traveling through southern India to see the Bears embarrass themselves in the Super Bowl a few years ago — also just my responsibility as a Chicagoan. Hockey, I like. Hockey I chose for myself. Soccer… Soccer?
Sometimes you wake up at 6:30am, ride your bike across town, and shatter your iPhone on a sidewalk just to watch your boyfriend’s favorite team win the championships. Well, one of the championships. If there’s one thing I’ve learned about soccer, it’s that there’s always another championship, another game, another something to win.
