I've Sided With Portland and There is NOTHING You or Seattle Can Do About It
I never use the Picture in Picture function on my TV. I just don't. It's one of those things that you think is so cool on the showroom floor but in reality you'll never get around to doing it. Sort of like putting mp3's on any cell that's not an iPhone.
I did for about 30 minutes last night though, watching the Houston-LA match at the same time the Portland-Vancouver match. Whether it was because the Houston-LA match was pretty much meaningless and the Portland-Vancouver match was the second game of the quarterfinal playoffs I don't know, but the USL match was infinitely more entertaining. After 30 minutes I left the Dynamo to abuse LA at there leisure and devoted myself fully to the Timbers-Whitecaps match.
I've never declared myself a fan of any one USL club but I have to say the beautiful bunch of noisy freaks that make up section 107 in PGE Park have got me ready to claim Portland as my side of choice. Those guys valiantly do the seemingly impossible job of making a baseball stadium with turf that is as consistently hard as Ron Jeremy feel like it was made for the game. If any of you read this, I salute you and would love drink some form of brown liquor (Ron Burgundy and I love scotch) with you all some time.
With Portland advancing to play Atlanta in the semi's, I actually find myself praying that Seattle can do the business against Puerto Rico and advance to the final as well as the Timbers. A Portland-Seattle final would be a dream for the fans, the clubs and the USL; their beef goes back to the Carter administration and would probably make for an atmosphere more intense than any MLS final pairing that could happen this year bar DC-NY (but we've got a better shot a socialized medicine).
So when you pray to your God of choice tonight pray for Portland, pray for Seattle.