I may never come back down to earth again.
BECAUSE I FREAKING MET
Chris Wingert !!!
That's right people. I met him. For real.
If you know me, you have probably heard of my love and undying devotion. To the point of wanting to choke me, because you're so sick of it. Sorry.
The team flew back from Mexico last night. They were returning from the first leg of the CONCACAF Champions League Finals. It's sort of a big deal. Like REALLY a big deal. The first team in Major League Soccer to go this far. Ever. Making a huge name for ReAL Salt Lake, as well as representing the entire League of US Soccer.
At the last minute we (and by "we" I mean "me") decided we should go over to the charter air strip and join other fans in welcoming the boys back home. Had NO idea that we would actually get to mingle with them. And take pictures, and just basically be in soccer heaven for a short time.
I would normally never, EVER post the following pictures because of my freaking fat face, and wind-blown (and not in the sexy way) hair. I am very particular about the pics I post. I know it's silly, but it's just a thing I have. But I am so excited to share my giddiness with you, that I'm just gonna pretend y'all won't notice the extra chin(s), and overall unflattering appearance of my face. And hair. And body. Just play along...kkthanks.