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The Denver Summit Exists and I am so EXCITED

A soccer ball wearing a tiny mountaineering backpack and hiking boots standing triumphantly on top of a snow-capped peak that is clearly supposed to be a Colorado fourteener, a massive crowd of stick figures cheering from the valley below holding signs that say ‘WE SHOWED UP’ and ‘ATTENDANCE RECORD GO BRRR,’ the sun behind the ball looks suspiciously like a gold medal, an avalanche of confetti instead of snow cascading down the mountainside

Denver has a women’s soccer team. A professional, actual, real women’s soccer team. The Denver Summit. I need everyone to understand that I am not being calm about this.

I love soccer. I have always loved soccer. And one of the things I love most about women’s soccer specifically is that it is just more fun to watch. I don’t know how else to say it. The energy is different. There’s less rolling around on the ground pretending a light breeze shattered your femur. There’s more actual soccer. The celebrations are better. The intensity is better. It’s just better.

And now I have a hometown team.

They just had their first home game and broke NWSL attendance records. Broke them. Not nudged past them, not squeaked by — broke them. Because Denver showed up. Because women’s sports are having a moment and honestly it’s about damn time, but also because people want to watch good soccer and the Summit is good soccer.

I don’t have a deep analytical take here. I don’t have a nuanced opinion about the state of professional athletics or expansion franchises or whatever. I have a hometown women’s soccer team and they already broke records and I am going to be insufferable about this for the foreseeable future.

You’ve been warned.