1. U.S. got angry, beat up a small island-nation in a sport most of us do not care about.
Meant to write a recap of this on Thursday, but my schedule hates me. All I can say is that is how the Americans should play every game. After a near-embarrasing loss to El freakin' Salvador, America dismantled Trinidad and Tobago 3-0 in Nashville, Tenn. Wednesday. Jozy Altidore was sensational at Striker, scoring all three American goals. The 19-year-old proves he deserves to start for America, and shows what could be for America in the future.
2. My Final Four sucked.
Yeah, I'm guessing that my bracket will not be winning me any money this year. After losing UCLA in the first weekend, my bracket has never been the same. With the championship tomorrow, I have correctly picked one of the final four teams. Luckily, it was North Carolina, who I have winning the whole thing. I'll delve more into this topic tomorrow.
3. A higher being is out there to kill me
This has nothing to do with sports, but there is something out there that wants me dead. It all started this Friday, in what seemed was going to be an awesome night. A bit of broken glass later, I was in the hospital getting four stitches put into my thumb. I persevered, and went to the get-together anyway. Unfortunately, my friend headbutted me, and hit my nose instead. An excessive amount of blood loss later, I was in my room hiding in the fetal position, hoping no one could get to me. A recap: 4 stitches in my thumb, a bruised nose, losing at least 1 1/2 pints of blood. Overall. it was a good night.
Now Sunday, I go to the tennis match, as is my job. I get drilled with a freaking serve at around 80 mph. There is a spirit trying to kill me, and I don't know why. Anyhoo, enjoy the rest of your day!