November 22, 2009
Pre-match party
at FX McRory's sports bar. Suckin back a brew with the rest of the
rsl supporters.
At the gates...
Eye Blind's free concert... RSL fans outnumber the Galaxy fans 10:1
from what I've been seeing around town.
Live from Seattle
Qwest Field and Safeco Field. Just a few more hours till game time.
November 19, 2009
Hope
I find I'm so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it's the excitement only an RSL fan can feel, an RSL fan at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the mountains to Seattle. I hope to see the team, and shake their hands. I hope the Cup is as sweet as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
November 16, 2009
October 14, 2009
It's Time.
Enough of this BS. Enough running and hiding behind "potential" or "run of play." It's time for a fetchin' win. It's up to Kyle Beckerman to lead us to victory. I overheard the following at a practice yesterday:
Kyle Beckerman: And if this is our team, why does it go?
Andy Williams: We didn't come here to lose to them!
Tony Beltran: Home! The Red Bulls are too many!
Kyle Beckerman: Sons of Salt Lake! I am Kyle Beckerman.
Rafael Cox: Kyle Beckerman is seven feet tall!
Kyle Beckerman: Yes, I've heard. Kills men by the hundreds. And if HE were here, he'd consume the Red Bulls with fireballs from his eyes, and bolts of lightning from his arse.
[Players laugh]
Kyle Beckerman: I *am* Kyle Beckerman! And I see a whole team of my countrymen, here in defiance of tyranny. You've come to fight for the RioT... and RioT we have. What will you do for that RioT? Will you fight!?
Javier Morales: Fight? Against that? No! We will run. And we will live.
Kyle Beckerman: Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live... at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take... OUR RIOT!
[Players cheer]
Kyle Beckerman: Alba gu bràth!
["RSL forever!"]
Players: ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH!
It's time. You have 90 minutes.
Kyle Beckerman: And if this is our team, why does it go?
Andy Williams: We didn't come here to lose to them!
Tony Beltran: Home! The Red Bulls are too many!
Kyle Beckerman: Sons of Salt Lake! I am Kyle Beckerman.
Rafael Cox: Kyle Beckerman is seven feet tall!
Kyle Beckerman: Yes, I've heard. Kills men by the hundreds. And if HE were here, he'd consume the Red Bulls with fireballs from his eyes, and bolts of lightning from his arse.
[Players laugh]
Kyle Beckerman: I *am* Kyle Beckerman! And I see a whole team of my countrymen, here in defiance of tyranny. You've come to fight for the RioT... and RioT we have. What will you do for that RioT? Will you fight!?
Javier Morales: Fight? Against that? No! We will run. And we will live.
Kyle Beckerman: Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live... at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin' to trade ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives, but they'll never take... OUR RIOT!
[Players cheer]
Kyle Beckerman: Alba gu bràth!
["RSL forever!"]
Players: ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH! ALBA GU BRÀTH!
It's time. You have 90 minutes.
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