If you had told me last August that on Super Bowl Sunday I’d be jumping off my couch with excitement, I wouldn’t have believed you. But there I was, every Seahawks touchdown bringing out my inner soccer fan. “Gooooooal,” I yelled, making my kids laugh.
You see, in my 15 years of living in the U.S. (California, Virginia and now Seattle) I have to admit that this sport never captured my imagination. Players wearing helmets and tight pants? Referees who speak through microphones? I didn’t get it.More