The only thing it did was make me realize that one of the reasons I’m so obsessed with winning is because I want her to see it. I want to be so fucking successful that she can’t help but reach out, or at least regret giving me up. I want to be everywhere so she can’t turn around without seeing my face. It’s a little bit of spite, and a little bit of hope. I don’t know what I’d say to her if we met, but I doubt that’ll happen anyway. I’m captain, I won a World Cup, and I have billboards and sponsorships coming out of my ass. If she hasn’t reached out by now, she never will.”
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