Greg Lalas and I Are in a Love Triangle
Greg Lalas cranked out his Ode to the Passion of MLS Fans today and I thank him for it. It's always nice to see some acknowledgment that it's often the devoted that keep many games from being about as exciting as warm milk.
So while praise is being showered like so much celebratory champagne, I'd like to give shouts to the ESC and the rest of the New York traveling contingent; we may not have come out on top but we brought the ruckus for 90+ minutes and no one went to jail (but almost).
I'd also like to shout a holler to the LA Riot Squad for being ridiculously awesome hosts and for dulling the pain of a New York defeat by plying us with tacos, beer and brotherhood. They also introduced us to the twisted pleasures of bike jousting. You guys were all class (and your women were cute, especially a certain red head) and I have nothing but love for you guys; I hope that you can make a trip out east sometime so that we can return the favor.
Seriously, this is how it should be. We can talk all manner of sh*t before the game, and we should sing until our throats bleed during the game but afterward there's really no need to play the tough; I had more fun chatting and boozing with cats that are in the same boat as I am than I ever will trying to dodge bottles being thrown by bad actors hoping for a cameo in Green Street Hooligans 2. Can't we just all get along?!
Photo by Skijerze.