Don't give kids vuvuzelas

I had a tough day at work. I had to go watch the World Cup game with everyone at work at the CBS Scene Bar at Gillette Stadium.

First time to Gillette Stadium and it seems like an absolutely awesome place to watch a game. It seems amazing.

So I was at a bar at 10am, by far the earliest I've ever been to one. Then again I haven't been to too many bars and most people who know me know that. I was tempted to have a drink but it was on work time so I wasn't going to press my luck. Everyone at work waited to see what our general manager would do. If he had a drink then others could follow. If he didn't than no one could follow. He didn't so we didn't drink.

I experienced vuvuzelas live for the first time. A kid right behind me made me jump out of my seat and made me ear drums rattle. Thankfully he was socially aware enough to stop blowing that thing into my ear for the rest of the match.

Kids and vuvuzelas equals a bad idea because kids just have too much fun with them. They use them as swords or they just talk into them. You hear garbled mish mash from behind you that you can't help but try to decipher.

I can't believe the U.S. didn't win 10-0. There were so many opportunities to score and so many goals that referees took back...Ok it was one, but felt like more.

I was nervous at the end of the game and I wasn't sure that we could pull it off. I was so nervous, but hopeful. I spent the last 15 minutes texting Greg Mihailides to keep him updated. I just wanted to put GOAL in there and finally I did.

The Bar ERUPTED when we scored. It went nuts, it was a moment I will never forget. It was a great moment in sports that I will certainly never forget.

A minute or two after the goal was scored I texted Cory Bildstein to let her know her goal was still just as good as the one by Landon Donovan in my book.

After the game we got a free meal at a Mexican restaurant that sponsors our work. I had such a tough life today.