Can't you see, we're crushing the hearts of the innocent? We're teaching them to fail. And how it breaks me to see how we're living and punishing the ones who need us to care.
To see them hurting feels like knuckles to the back of my head. -Kutless
Name:Rachel Country:United States State:Connecticut Metro:Hartford Birthday:7/5/1983 Gender:Female
Interests:I'm addicted to Soccer: New England Revolution, Arsenal, US Men's National Team, Yanks Abroad. I also love Piano, Trombone, German, Europe, Traveling... Expertise:Traveling! Occupation:It's Complicated Industry:The Hartford
Can you vote for my friend? If he wins, he gets two tickets to see a soccer match and will likely get to meet his favorite player. It's simple: just click on the link and then click "vote"
It's supposed to be about 95 degrees...we're getting to Giants Stadium around 1:30, game starts at 7:30. I fully expect to look like a lobster on Monday. Oh well, it's going to be f'in awesome. 73,000 tickets sold already, plus walk-ups...
So apparently I was laughing hysterically on TV (not just any TV, ESPN2) at the game last night. I knew I was on the big screen, but I didn't know it actually made it on national TV. I'm going to download it and get a screen shot to post on here so everyone can see.
We protested the Front Office last night, too, by sitting in silence for the first 12 minutes. They had told us we could do some tifo, and then backed out at the last minute after people had spent a lot of time and money planning it. This isn't like smoke bomb and flare tifo, either. We wanted to have tablecloths and balloons. Yeah. That's not the only reason we protested, but that was straw that broke the camel's back. Piss off the Midnight Riders, eventually you'll pay.
Here's a video of the end of the protest when all hell broke loose:
We’ve all been asked why we love U.S. Soccer the way we do. Why we are
so passionate about a sport we are not supposed to like; why we are so
patriotic in a popular culture whose attitude toward patriotism can be
described as uncomfortable indifference at best. Why we spend hundreds
of dollars to travel the country, to travel abroad, to see a team
regarded by much of the world as mediocre-and by some of our countrymen
as downright awful. Why we enter a stadium full of our opponent’s fans,
knowing we will be the target of curses and random projectiles and that
we may be spat upon or assaulted. Here is your answer. We love
U.S. Soccer because we love this country even if it is socially awkward
to do so. We appreciate the freedom to find our own destiny, won by the
blood of our forefathers; and a modern economy that makes that destiny
exceptional. We support the representatives and defenders of this
nation, be they soldiers who risk their lives or soccer players who
display our nation’s colors to crowds of hostile foreigners. Players
like Paul Caligiuri, Earnie Stewart, Tim Howard and Michael Bradley
have worn the red, white and blue with pride, and so do we. We have
taken it upon ourselves to ensure that no matter where the
representatives of our nation and our game may walk, they will never
walk alone. We love U.S. Soccer because we, like the Americans who
have made this country great, are endowed with a uniquely tenacious
will to overcome adversity and the strong determination that no
achievement is unreachable. This American determination has seen our
Founding Fathers risk their lives to stand against tyranny, it has seen
the Wright Brothers take to the skies, it has seen Neil Armstrong set
foot on the moon and Martin Luther King, Jr. free a people; and it is
strong in our hearts and minds as we stand and sing for our soccer
team. It is because of this determination that we and the players of
the United States Men’s National Soccer team love our game, and why we
believe that the USA’s greatest days on the soccer pitch are soon to
come. Call us foolish, call us naive, call us out of touch. We are
still Americans and we still believe that nothing is impossible. We love U.S. Soccer because we know that no matter how we follow
our team, by car, RV or 737, we will find those who share our passion
and our determination; those who will stand with us in the face of a
hostile foreign crowd, and who won’t let us down if we are threatened.
Whether the person next to me wears a suit to work or an apron is
irrelevant, so long as he or she wears the colors of the United States
on matchday. These are the people we want to see, the people with whom
we wait for months to share a drink and raise our voice in song. For we
know that these are the people who, like us, have been so inspired by
the spirit and determination of our team in the face of adversity that
they risk the bewilderment of their peers in its support. This is
why we love U.S. Soccer, and why we will continue to support our
National Team. This is why there are more of us now than there were ten
years ago, and why there will be more of us in ten year’s time. We
dwell not on a disappointing past, but on today’s potential for a
triumphant future. We do it for our team, for our country, and for each
other.We are brothers, sisters, countrymen; we are the supporters of
the United Sates Men’s National Soccer Team, and we are here to stay. Why do you care?
Oh, and Fulham is staying up! 74th minute goal by, of all people, Danny Murphy... Reading and Birmingham were relegated along with Derby, which means Americans Hahnemann, Convey, Lewis and Feilhaber were all on relegated teams. Hopefully a couple of them will be picked up by Premiership clubs during the off-season. 'Twas a good day on Sunday. Arsenal beat Sunderland 1-0, Fulham won 1-0, and the Revs also won 2-1! I couldn't have been happier. Well, maybe I could if the weekend was 4 days long or something.
