B-more Mag

My believe is off the charts.

What the ever-loving-fuck? http://i.imgur.com/FpufLqK.png

I temporarily lost my grip on reality last night and let myself believe something good could happen for my team. I don't know I let that shit happen.

Got that Sunday night sports blues that's oh so familiar from the American Football season.

Fucking Germans better not let up. We don't need help from fucking Germany. Come at us Brüder!

Got dat adrenaline drain ending in despair.

Ugh. I can feel the girth of the Germans already. Over and over.

FUCK OFF

Hahahahahaha

Hshahahahaha

Hshahahahahahaha

Hahahahaha

I believe I can fly I believe I can touch the sky I think about it every night and day Spread my wings and fly away

Yoo Ess Ayy!

Was that Florida?

Ahem. The U.S. has scored.

Fickme yes

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Its Super America!

Wonderwoman, Superman, and Batman?

Jones has scored.

With so much global mobility and the best players often playing in leagues in other countries, international football really is an anachronism.

I swear to god there's a bald dude in a black shirt three rows behind her doing a "Soon".