Almost is not good enough

As soccer fever reaches its zenith and its end on July 12^th, I think of roller coaster the tournament has been this year. No one could have called it this year. Every upset in the book happened. There were no guarantees. I loved every minute of it. But watching Ghana lose to Uruguay so unnecessarily was very upsetting. And despite the barrage of postings on facebook saying that Ghana had done a fantastic job, I could not agree. They played far better than Uruguay and they should have won. Almost is just not good enough. No one cares if you almost succeeded, they just care that you did. Almost doesn't count. As unfair and unjust as it seems, if all the effort you put into something didn't get the job done, that effort was a waste and doesn't count.

I want my life to count. I want to have done things. Accomplished things. Almost going them – the stage I'm at right now with a lot of my endeavors – simply doesn't count.

At the end of the day, after all that work, Ghana went home a loser. That's where I am right now. Close to going home a loser. Effort doesn't cut it. Crossing the finish line does.

Yes, I know. I'm such a ball of encouragement right now, huh? J)