Take me home … ranch dressing

Somewhere between the goals, the group-stage upsets and knock-out round tension, ranch dressing became the unofficial mascot of America's World Cup summer.

A Dallas Fort Worth airport shop is now stocking bottles of it, Axios reports, right next to the jerseys and scarves—proof that when the world shows up, we hand them a squeeze bottle instead of a passport stamp. TSA had to remind travelers that carry-on liquids are capped at 3.4 ounces, which might be the most American sentence ever written. One European visitor summed up the mood on Reddit, declaring ranch dressing should be a human right.

Baton Rouge should feel vindicated. We've been dunking pizza, wings and just about anything else in ranch for decades—no World Cup required to prove the point. The rest of the world is finally catching up to something we've always known.