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We have Italians discovering free refills, Japanese discovering unlimited chips and salsa, and Germans road tripping the country becoming Ella Fellas. In this USA 250 simulation, it’s quite simple, we’re winning the World Cup.

I’ve been called an adopted son of Scotland, something I don’t take lightly. I never thought I’d call upon its powers but if the Scots approve, might the army retweet? If Twitter can send me to the Cup, it can send one of ours home.

Just want to thank all the international World Cup fans for coming and lifting all of us Americans up with your absolutely charming encounters with our big weird country. We needed it. Best 250th birthday gift ever.

Just two Koreans lads living their best lives in Mexico. All they were doing was attending fan festival for Mexico vs RSA and next thing you know they get flung into the air, handed babys, alcohol, kiss girls, get pictures taken with…treated like absolute rock stars. 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

The European mind will only comprehend America when they try to go to Chick-fil-a tomorrow

日本人観光客向け DARTやTEXRailの正直な印象 基本的に平和に乗れてます ただ夕方以降に使う時、駅で電車待ったり駅へ向かう時にお金や食料をこれまでに2度程求められました 電車内というより駅周辺が場所によってはドキドキした感じです 個人的には危険までは感じませんでしたが、急に会うとびっくりするかもです 大きめの中心街の駅に多い印象です 一度OKすると大変な事になりそうなので 2回とも断りました いつもキャッシュレス決済だから持ってないって感じです 電車によっては駅員さん巡回してるし 乗る前がちょっと注意ですかね 乗ったあとは優しく気さくに声かけてくれたり、気にかけてくれる人が多い印象です こういう時のためにサッカー遠征の時はいつもユニフォーム着たりもしています⚽️ 1人旅の自分にとってユニフォームが一種のコミュニケーションツールになる感じです🙆‍♂️ 入管でも便利です！ #かもめの翔け巡り

There’s something happening inside of me that I haven’t felt in a while. Pride. There are so many things I’d like to see changed in our country but for a brief moment I’m just in awe of foreigners exploring and discovering some American gems during their visit for World Cup. These posts are a beacon of light for me. Distinctly it warms my heart to see people enjoying Texas Roadhouse or Biscuits & gravy. Or, the Japanese poet that is writing masterpieces about unlimited chips & salsa. Or, the Germans getting into Ella Langley. Even the compliments on our stadium here in LA. I can’t speak on everyone’s behalf but I welcome you all into our flawed yet beautiful country. Despite the narratives and what some folks post about on here I promise that a majority of your experiences and interactions will be met with kindness and hospitality. I hope you’ll notice our citizens trying to relate to you and understand you.

🗣️CULERO CULERO CULERO!! Korean fans mocking the refs by learning new Mexican words taught to us by our Mexican friends last game. Cultural exchanges. Too funny. 😂😂 Credit - @tuh0n

@MDMorrison82 This guy could have went "they're at it" and moved on with his life. Happily he didn't, he spoke to them for a bit, went for pints after work, made them grub and now he's got tickets for a game and got pals for life. The entire nation calls him a legend 😍😍👏👏👏

🚨🚨🚨ALERT 🚨🚨🚨 Dutch fans are at Buc-ee’s in Madisonville ahead of their match in Arlington.

Lads, IT HAPPENED!! The Divine @hjmcd20 has treated me to a ticket for Scotand v. Morocco on 6/19. This American is seeing his first ever football match a the World Fookin' Cup! The Scottish Army is real, and they don't come to play! I mean they do, but you get it.

オースティンの6th street 素晴らしい賑やかさだった。 バンコクのカオサンみたいなとこやね。 #MTKSpiritOnTour2026 #北中米ワールドカップ現地組

USA. A breakfast counter. The waitress recommended the biscuits and gravy, and when the plate arrived, I thought something had gone wrong in the kitchen. I say this with shame. The dish looked like a construction site after rain. Pale mounds. Gray ladle-fall. Speckles I could not identify. In my land, the eye eats first. A meal is arranged like a garden. This meal was arranged like weather. "Is it… finished?" I asked, carefully. "Honey, that's what it looks like." The man beside me was already eating his. He did not look up. "Just try it." I am a man who has charged hillsides at dawn. I raised the fork. I tried it. I must now formally apologize to the biscuits, the gravy, the waitress, the kitchen, and the entire breakfast tradition of the American South. It was magnificent. Warm. Peppered. The biscuit drank the gravy the way a field drinks rain — THAT is why it is shaped like that, you fool — and every mound I had insulted was a soft fold of comfort that my homeland, in eight hundred years, never once thought to invent. "Well?" the waitress asked. "I judged it," I confessed. "By its appearance. I am ashamed." "Everybody does, hon." Everybody does. A national dish that forgives you for doubting it. It expects the doubt. It waits for you on the other side of it. Do not judge the gravy by its face. Judge yourself, for hesitating. I order it every Saturday now. I no longer see the construction site. I see only the garden. It was a garden the whole time. The eye must be trained.

this is why the World Cup is the best

Quand un policier américain RÉGALE la foule par son aisance technique. 😍👮‍♂️

It was a grand evening. The lads had me and a couple boys from the neighborhood over for cans and good talk. It’s a long day tomorrow. Viva #Scotland

World Cup tourists have discovered New Jersey deli:

W杯の開幕戦を 歴史あるアステカスタジアムで🏟️ 夢が叶いました... お金のことは数年後は忘れてるだろう。 でも、ここに来た思い出は死ぬまで色褪せることはない！ メキシコまで来て本当に良かった🇲🇽 #ワールドカップ #サッカー日本代表

Scotland fans having a sing song in LA. 🤣

Not gonna lie...seeing Euros say, "America isn't anything like we were told," has me gettin' a little misty. To my fellow Americans, especially y'all down here in the South, thanks for proving that our greatest export has never been what's on TV. It's always been our people.