I'm wearing my USA Rugby polo shirt today, and by coincidence, the person sitting next to me was at at the USA-Uruguay game last weekend, although he left at halftime and hadn't heard the final score. I'm sure glad the middle seat didn't fill. I'm not a small person, and while I didn't ask, he's looked like a prop to me -- big, beefy, and wide.
Lisa knows not to expect me at the light rail station until 6 PM, but if I'm going to catch that train, I must leave now.