I know absolutely nothing about soccer, but I'm beginning to feel the stirrings of second-hand excitement. Is this warranted? Should I be afraid? Should I call my doctor?

I came into Kotaku Tower this morning like I do any other morning, rolling out of bed and crawling down the hallway. Just as I am preparing for a day filled with joyous video game news and friendly commenters who are tolerant of my spelling errors, Luke Plunkett shows up and says "Wow" about five times. I "wow" back. Then I ask what he is wowing about.

Then I read a bunch of news stories about soccer.

So the U.S. wins its group for the first time in 80 years, in the 91st minute of a 90-minute-long scoreless game against Algeria.

Now I'm beginning to feel the excitement, as well as the rumblings of a feeling all-too familiar to me that generally only hits around Super Bowl time. The gnawing emptiness in the pit of my stomach that tells me I need to have a football video game...only this time I mean real football.

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I actually went out to Target today and looked at several, determined that I had no idea what I was looking for, and then went to Starbucks for an iced tea. I suppose I'll just have to wake up early tomorrow and bug Plunkett some more.

While I Wikipedia soccer some more, talk about whatever it is you talk about when you aren't talking video games. Things like...

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