So, there are so many things to recap. Silver traded his U.S. flag to an Algerian in exchange for an Algerian flag after our victory. We were sauced, we were emotional, it was the greatest. THE GREATEST. we wrote about it...we filmed it until we accidentally had the camera recording for fourteen minutes and then the camera died. We went to the bar, I fell asleep at the table. We had weird food that we couldn't identify but enjoyed. We tried to stay above the fray but they were just so happy. So went downstairs and had shots and a cigar that Silver procured. We hugged strangers, Americans...we booed the British. We booed anything that wasn't Red, White, and Blue. In hindsight, we love the red, white, and blue of Slovakia. See you in Hell, Italy...slash in Brazil in four years.
So here we are Ghana. Geoff is asleep most likely. He quit on the whiskey and beer. But he's a hero. Slash, I yelled upstairs and he's awake. Hooray. Tomorrow will be a trying day. It's Rustenburg. It's like three hours on a one lane road. It'll be a long, emotional day. We'll be ready as we were vs. Slovenia, and Algeria. I am nervous but calm. I like our chances. Let's go Cribbs...slash Browns...slash America.
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