Bruised, tired, and still a bit defeated, we made it to downtown Kansas City on our World Cup road trip. And by the end of that morning, we knew we had dozens of stories we’d someday tell our grandkids. Just a few weeks ago, we’d had the chance to walk through the Power and Light district on a quiet Sunday morning, imagining what it might look like during the World Cup… but not even in our wildest dreams did we think it could turn into what we saw. Over 30,000 people—Dutch fans and eager locals—marching hand in hand through the narrow streets of downtown Kansas City. A sea of orange as far as the eye could see. We overslept a little after long days of driving, so we started at the very back of the crowd with the mission of trying to capture as much as possible from this historic occasion. At one point, we just got swept up by the current and let it take us wherever it chose to. Doing the iconic Links Rechts in between old brick buildings (while hundreds of fans climbed to nearby...