Remember this season? You know the 63 points. The US Open Cup. Winning in Mexico. Winning in
Portland. Winning in Salt Lake. Winning in Vancouver. Winning in Costa Rica. Winning in Kansas
City. Crushing the Columbus Crew. That's this season. Today Sigi Schmid said that's the type of
team he wants the Seattle Sounders to be again.
a) Giving BJ's to Barcelona (deserved BJ's they may be) or
b) Patting Man United sympathetically on the back and saying ‘there's no shame in getting
dry-humped by Barcelona, it's only shameful in Arsenal's case'
Well, to escape from all the Barcaness and Unitedness of it all, I find no other choice than to
critically analyse the making of the promotional trailer for Arsenal's Asia Tour.
Australia beat Bahrain 1-0 thanks to a Mile Jedinak strike but the real concern is the wounded
soldiers, some limping, some suspended, some just ageing.
Did anyone really think Harry Kewell could play six games straight?
Well he's up to three, but he's showing signs of slowing. Meanwhile Brett Emerton pulled his
Croatia 2006 World Cup trick, getting booked for nothing on the eve of our most important game in a
while - watch Iraq or Iran just like Italy pour down the Aussie left next game.
Hello there, no one in particular. It's been a while.
I'm in this hammerlock. See, I've written about the Chicago Fire Soccer Club in this space a
couple of times now, and each time, my increased scrutiny has been followed by a pronounced
funk.
A long time ago, in a Galaxy far far away...the evil empire (AEG) decided that they needed a
marquee signing to increase ticket sales and publicity. As luck would have it, there was a Jedi
nearing the end of his lightsabering days who was looking for one more battle to go into.
Laugh at Robert Green all you want - at least he didn't pick Cameroon to win the tournament.
Part of my thinking was home field advantage, but no one has a home field advantage. It's the same
noise no matter who's playing. When Ghana scored, the plastic horns got louder. That was it.
(This is going to be a rant about plastic horns - well, not a rant.
Roberto Baggio's preformance at the 1994 World Cup is lauded. Quite rightly too. His goals took
Italy all the way to the final, where he played injured and missed the decisive penalty. Tragic but
heroic stuff from The Divine Ponytail.
However, four years before his 1994 performance, Roberto Baggio was making his World Cup debut
in 1990, when Italy hosted the tournament.
Maybe the force is strong in this one or perhaps after the best part of seven decades as a top
notch keeper David James can now save shots at high speeds without the need for eyesight in much
the same way as Moles have evolved to suit their darkened environments. Check it out!
