She was right. I wet myself when I opened the box and out fell the red, white, and mostly blue Speedo FastSkin II Team USA uniform.
When I was a kid, one of the days I looked forward most was when the big box of soccer uniforms arrived. Since my father was coach, I always had first dibs, and I’d always search excitedly for my lucky number seven. The feeling of finding it, and it being exactly my size, was only trumped by the feeling of putting it on for the first time and, come each and every Sunday, suiting up for the weekly game.
Now, with this Team USA uniform, if I could bottle that feeling of my youth, shake it up with healthy dose of pazzazz, and open the top, it would explode into the feeling I have now when I slipped into this most amazing yet comfortable yet tight blue uniform. Seeing the letters “U-S-A” across the front garners more pride than I have ever felt. I can only imagine what those Olympic athletes must feel when they wear the colors. Wow.