Saprissa Stinks

Last night's game was kind of a waste.  It was pretty much one way traffic the first half with RSL getting all the chances.  However, there is some sort of curse on our forwards.  None of them can buy a goal if their lives depended on it.   Dr. had some good shots, all of which the goalie miraculously saved.  Findley had some easy tap ins that he squandered.  Alex Nimo was definately a bright spot as he sent in a bunch of dangerous crosses that no one could figure out what to do with.  But, not surprisingly, the game when into the half 0-0.  The second half was pretty unorganized and there wasn't much effort on RSL's part until they were backed into a corner down 2 goals to 0.  They came out in a 4-3-3 formation and kind of coasted around.  Espindola came in for about 15 minutes to start the second half and looked a little bit slower than normal, and he seems to be suffering from the same curse as everyone else.  He had an easy peasy tap in that he never got a foot to and didn't manage to score on golden opportunities.  But, after some sloppy, unorganized defense lead to two quick Saprissa goals, RSL started putting on some pressure in hopes of salvaging the game and not looking ridiculous.  It got pretty chippy at one point in the match when a couple of red cards were handed out and boos flowed from the crowd for the last 10 minutes of the game.  But RSL managed to get one goal back and only lost 2-1.  It was kind of a waste of a game, but oh well.

As for the Ace Slideshows, LLC Bad Ace of the Match, it has to go to Weenert (aka Chris Wingert) for his persistence and unwillingness to give up.  He was all over the place at the end of the game, making good runs everywhere, giving it everything to try to energize his team.  He figured since the forwards couldn't score a dang thing, he would take the game into his own hands and do everything himself.  It was his slashing run through the heart of the midfield that lead to the goal.  Hopefully the forwards were taking notes from their defender who showed them how to time their run perfectly and finish a breakaway chance one on one.