Honduras v. US

Last weekend the US beat Honduras 2-1 in Chicago in a World Cup qualifying match.  It was a huge deal here, and when Honduras scored their first goal only 4 minutes into the game, we could hear cheering all throughout our neighborhood.  But despite their early success, Honduras couldn’t hold on, and the Americans pulled it out in the end (although we were alone, Lindsey and I still celebrated very quietly in our house).  It was a brief moment of triumph for the gringos in a sport dominated by those outside of the US.  But the glory of the victory was short lived.

A couple days after the game, I headed out to Armenia Bonito and ended up playing some backyard futbol.  Although I was the only American playing, my team was always labeled the “US” and for some reason we always lost!  The kids love picking on the gringos who can’t play futbol, and they enacted their revenge for the national loss over the weekend.