Dear Ann Coulter,
Today I had an appointment with my therapist (yes, I'm probably not as strong or as tough as you. I'm only one quarter third generation American) from 12:15pm to 1:00pm. This left me with quite a conundrum. The USA soccer match was schedule to begin at 1:00pm in the hedonistic land of Los Angeles, California where I live. With all the traffic here where would I go to watch the game? Thankfully, there's a sleepy little Pub (yes, an English term, how dare I) next door to my therapist's office building. I was sure that I would be able to saunter into this quiet little bar and find a seat...hell, I'd probably have to ask them to turn the game on because nobody in their right moral mind in the United States of America could possibly be watching a soccer game at 1:00pm on a Tuesday afternoon, but wait I'm in Los Angeles where hardly anyone is a real American, but still...
To my great astonishment EVERY SEAT in the BAR had an AMERICAN ASS siting in it and they were rooting for the country you profess to love (insert Ann Courter column reference where she professes to love the USA, and no we are not linking to that garbage). I had to stand behind people sitting at the bar and crouch down so the people behind me could see the game (why would they care?? Oh, yeah, they must be the descendants of foreigners...wait...isn't that you too?).
On July 4, 1923 my grandfather arrived in Ellis Island. He didn't know his birthday, so what was his birthday for the next 85 years? July 4th. God Bless America.
When our forefathers fought the British, the Germans, the Japanese, when the odds were stacked against us did they quit or forge on? Were they negative or did focus on the positive and forge on? What is the United States of America to you? I'm seriously sorry to break this to you, but it's not 1984 and it's never going to be 1984 again. America is and always has been a nation of immigrants, unless your ancestors originated here and judging from your skin color and blond hair, I'm going to take a wild guess and say they weren't.
This is what America is, so take notes. We love each other. We trust each other. When the chips are down we back each other. When our athletes are abroad or at home we love, trust and support them like they are our brother, our sisters, our sons, our daughters, no matter the arena, no matter the sport.
You, Ann Coulter, are an infection of entitlement that has infected our great nation, an infection that believes that it is our birthright to be the best and if we aren't the best it's the sport's fault. Americans don't cower in the face of a defeat. Americans don't give up before the game is over. Americans don't make excuses for ourselves because we may not be the best. America is strong. America is diverse. America loves soccer. We saw it in Kansas City. We saw it in Bryant Park. We saw it at Soldier Field. And we saw it at a bar next to my therapist's office in Los Angeles.
Never in my life have I been more proud of a team or a coach (who was born in Germany, but lives in Newport Beach, I know, I know) even in the 2-1 to loss to Belgium than I was today. Never have I been more proud of a country in a bar of multicultural group of American with different colored faces cheering their heart out for their multicultural AMERICAN team from start to finish that I was today. Today I saw America in the field representing our country with courage and pride from start to finish and for as much as you want to divide us with your ignorant, angry self-serving point of view remember that America is United, so join up. I'll save seat for you at the bar in 2018 and I'll even buy you a beer...American, of course