The World Cup 2014, hosted in Brazil, is the most relevant sports event. Every 4 years we get the chance to showcase our national pride. As a Colombian, I live and breathe Futbol! I might not play it, God knows I’m not athletic at all, but I enjoy it as much as if I was on the field. This year, after a 16 year absence, I had the honor to cheer for Colombia, shed tears when hearing the anthem and seeing the stadium painted yellow with our jersey, watch the world love our team, enjoy our players dance to every goal, and hear the admiration for our James Rodriguez. We didn’t win the Cup, but in the eyes and hearts of every one, we are winners!
I was raised to love the game, to be in awe of its constants twists and turns, and to feel the passion for our team. There isn’t a winner until the last second has been played. That’s what I love about soccer the most. You leave your heart, soul and body out there, and the winner will only be the one who wants it the most, who fights for it the most, and who gives it all for their team.