Your calendar year is base on uswnt games and not holidays or birthdays.
You start to get depressed if there are no uswnt games to watch, and you merely survive watching old games alone in the dark because nobody understands your passion for the uswnt.
You know all the player’s names, their nicknames, their pet’s names and even their relative’s names. (pathetic isn’t it)
To you Game day’s are sacred
You watch the game on TV and also follow it on tumblr, twitter, match tracker and yet still have time to make gifs and post pictures but still it is just not enough.
You heart breaks every time one of “your babies” go down.
You secretly hate Jacqui Melksham (You know very well who that is, don’t you?)
You have suffered from all or some of the following: Krieger fever, Press Pox, Tobinitis, Kelley O'Hara’s disease or have experienced dizziness and shortness of breath after being expose to uswnt players. (Mostly Pinoe’s smile, Morgan’s face or Hope’s icy blue eyes)
You would love to watch every game live on HD but sometimes all you have is crappy live streams and match tracker but you have learned to be happy with whatever you can get.
You love punishment because after you survived the heart attacks from the Brazil game and the Canada game you still coming back for more…