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I don’t want to let you go</span></poem></blockquote>
I don’t want to let you go</span></poem></blockquote>


<big>'''O'''</big>n June 19, the day after I got married, my wife and I flew to Germany to see one of the United States' soccer matches in the World Cup finals as part of our honeymoon. I had long been asking the U.S. Soccer Federation for tickets to the U.S. matches, hoping that they would hook me up, I being a celebrity and all. But they had responded to my request, after long delays, with a list of counter-requests, one of which was to write a theme song for the team. Normally, I would be excited and honored to take on such a challenge, but in the months leading up to the Cup Finals, I was so busy with my last semester of college and with preparing for the wedding that I had no chance to write at all. Thankfully, some friends gave us the tickets for a wedding gift and I was able to set the songwriting challenge aside. Later that year, my creative mind turned back to the challenge and I started writing, but now my mood was far different from before the Cub. Now I had just come out of the abysmal experience of the team getting eliminated in the first round, of scoring only one goal in the competition, of losing two games and tying one. So I wrote the anthem, called <span style="color:#aa0000">'''"My Day Is Coming" (Track 17)'''</span>, but it turned out to be more sad than rousing, more bitter than confident.
<big>'''O'''</big>n June 19, the day after I got married, my wife and I flew to Germany to see one of the United States' soccer matches in the World Cup finals as part of our honeymoon. I had long been asking the U.S. Soccer Federation for tickets to the U.S. matches, hoping that they would hook me up, I being a celebrity and all. But they had responded to my request, after long delays, with a list of counter-requests, one of which was to write a theme song for the team. Normally, I would be excited and honored to take on such a challenge, but in the months leading up to the Cup Finals, I was so busy with my last semester of college and with preparing for the wedding that I had no chance to write at all. Thankfully, some friends gave us the tickets for a wedding gift and I was able to set the songwriting challenge aside. Later that year, my creative mind turned back to the challenge and I started writing, but now my mood was far different from before the Cup. Now I had just come out of the abysmal experience of the team getting eliminated in the first round, of scoring only one goal in the competition, of losing two games and tying one. So I wrote the anthem, called <span style="color:#aa0000">'''"My Day Is Coming" (Track 17)'''</span>, but it turned out to be more sad than rousing, more bitter than confident.


<blockquote><poem><span style="color:#aa0000">Sometimes I lose my pride
<blockquote><poem><span style="color:#aa0000">Sometimes I lose my pride