US out of world cup - where does that leave me?

It's just a game, it's just a game, it's just a game.  No matter how many times I try to convince myself of that, it doesn't feel right.  That was our game to win.  And we lost it. 

I'm blaming everybody right now.  I'm blaming the coach for tinkering with the lineup again.  How well did that work out, Bradley?  Clark starting for you didn't make you look like a genius, did it?

I'm blaming the vuvuzelas.

I'm blaming the French club that didn't let Davies go play.

And I'm blaming myself for not watching it live - but instead I went to work and DVR'd it.  I thought that we had that game won - no problem.  What's the harm in recording it?

I'll tell you what the harm was, I couldn't root for it live.  I couldn't add my voice.  Watching a losing effort on the DVR is torture.  No matter how loud you cheer, the fate has been decided.  It was brutal.

I need some time to come to terms with this.  But I'm going to root really hard against Mexico tomorrow.  That I can promise you.