Let's Stomp the Scum

I hate DC. It has nothing to do with politics. My hatred started in 1996, and I can pinpoint it to a precise moment on October 2, 1996. The four regular season games were intense, and a rivalry had begun to emerge. The joy of shootout victory, courtesy of eleventh-shooter Peter Vermes (DC protested he shot out of sequence) will always remain a most cherished memory, when victory there seemed our rightful legacy, carried over from a decade's absence of soccer at the Swamp.

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