Kick in the sports balls

So Team USA soccer and their "Don't Tread On Me" campaign seemed to have failed just a bit. In fact, they should have just run out there with a white flag. Needless to say, their loss--after Italy won their needed match with the Czechs--provided the proverbial sports kick to my proverbial sports groin. Which was already sore from the Heat swiftly rapping their feet into the same tender area. Lets just say I'm done spitting venom about the Mavs and Team USA and we're only looking forward now while the tender groin and wounds heal. With that said, I will impose one last bit of Mavs Wrath out there for those Mavs fans who still feel cheated. Here is a site illustrating all the phantom calls for Wade, he counts five of them in game 6.

Ok, I'm done talking Mavs, I don't want to revisit that place of bitterness that engulfed me for the last two days. Let's just pretend it never happened. Luckily, the Rangers won yesterday providing me with some much needed proverbial IcyHot for my still throbbing sports balls. Thank you, Rangers. It already feels better.