I miss Solo.
I miss HAO.
I miss KO.
I miss Sonnett.
I miss Rampone.
I miss Rapinoe.
I miss ARod.
I miss Leroux.
I miss Kling.
I miss Holiday.
I miss Long in midfield.
I miss Pia Sundhage.
I miss the Department of Defence.
I miss being shown how to play like a badass.
I miss the USWNT.
It feels like I worry about everything - mothering, relationships.
I think it’s because I want to continue to grow; I don’t like being
stagnant. Especially when you watch how fast children grow, and what
they take into their soul and their intellect. It’s like we make this
decision to stop growing. I don’t want to do that.
“The game was on Hope’s birthday, so we thought she needed some fun. Abby proposed that Hope would do the worm if anyone on our team scored. With the possibility of a worm-dancing goalkeeper in our future, the mood was light when we hit the field at Old Trafford. Abby scored in the 25th minute. Sure enough, Hope dropped to the ground and did the worm! Christie Rampone joined in, and we all grabbed hands and did a little worm wave with our arms. It was hilarious, and it brought us all together in the same way making those snow angels had done years before.” – Alex Morgan, “Breakaway - Beyond the Goal”.
musical theatre nerds have too many options of what to reply when someone asks for their name
-Alexander Hamilton, my name is Alexander Hamilton
-My name is Jean Valjean
-My name is Marius Pontmercy
-Veronica Sawyer. I crave a boon.
-Jason Dean, JD for short
-It’s me Fiona
-and I’m… Link
-they call me Mimi
-(it’s late and these are all the ones I could think of in my particularly tired state but people should add on idk that sounds fun)