Time to start believing, U.S. fans
Wednesday, 5 p.m., Hard Rock Cafe, Times Square
I could not sleep Tuesday night. The knowledge the two sides of my identity -- England, my birthplace, and America, my home -- would have their fates decided on the football pitch, the only place that really matters to me, was too much for my fragile composition to bear. A stressful condition was exacerbated to extreme levels come kickoff due to the bipolar, deeply unsatisfying experience of watching both games unfold on split-screen. ...
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