Finding problems in this country isn’t difficult. Some would even point to the process trying to make the country better as the primary problem. But watching the World Cup reminded me why I’m proud to be American.
While the US team’s hard-working, don’t-quit attitude and resulting success made me proud, I’m thinking of something different: their names.
Unlike most national teams, you can’t look at a player’s name and know the team he plays for. It’s only in the lack of a common origin when looking at the entire group do you realize it’s the US. From Donovan to Gomez, Hahnemann to Onyewu, I’m reminded that this country is a mix of people from all across the world. And as a first-generation American, and someone who believe it’s the spirit of the people who come here from around the world that make this country great, I’m proud.
Happy Fourth of July!