DC United 4 - 3 Chicago Fire
Greetings everyone, I-66 here with my first ever blog posting. Tonight I had the pleasure of being at RFK Stadium for DC United/Chicago Fire. Our boys in red and black (that's DC United for the color-ignorant) have been in a bit of a slump, going winless in 3 games and scoring exactly zero goals over the same span, going 0-1-2. Two consecutive 0-0 draws highlighted our lack of offense and strangely quality defense but we needed to break out of the funk and it seems the surging Fire (4 wins from 5 games scoring 14 goals during that span) were just what the doctor ordered.
A pretty good crowd filed into RFK and I found myself, flanked by the lovely "Maverick" sitting not far from the loud and boisterous Barra Brava and Screaming Eagles. There was never much screaming to start with when Brandon Prideaux was tracking back towards goal on a ball through the middle of the field and attempted to clear it across the face of the goal only to have it bounce off of Chicago's Chris Rolfe and into the net, 1-0 Fire. Eight minutes later Nate Jaqua found net for the Fire, only pissing me off since his father, Jon Jaqua, once played for the Redskins in RFK. 2-0. Just before half Santino Quaranta got "dragged down" (read: got tugged lightly, went down hard) in the box and earned a United penalty kick. Jaime Moreno (James Brown in English) stepped up and converted it with ease, sending RFK into a frenzy. The ball bounced back out into the box after hitting the net and Jaime, in true scorers fashion, ran over to get it and Zach Thornton, the recently beaten GK ran to stop him. Jaime took one touch and got tackled from behind (!!!) by a sliding Thornton and went down in a heap. The ref showed Thornton a yellow and only a yellow, sending the slightly-drunken Irishmen behind us into a tizzy. Thornton was booed throughout the rest of the game everytime he touched the ball. 2-1 Fire at half.
Christian Gomez scored early in the 2nd half to level the game at 2, only to have Gonzalo Segares give the Fire the lead back moments later (something to remember: the assisting player on the play was marked by the one and only David "Holy crap I get paid to play soccer?" Stokes, the worst player on the entire roster. When he entered in the 2nd half I booed loudly and declared that he sucked and lamented every give away he committed to the glee of the Irish... just note it). 3-2 Fire. Gomez struck again to level the score at 3 with something like 15 minutes to play. RFK was buzzing as the boys in black looked to at least salvage the draw. In the 85th minute off of a cleared corner kick, Stokes found himself on the wing with the ball and crossed it into the box. There was a deflection and it fell to the feet of Bobby Boswell, rookie fullback, who put the biscuit in the basket. Bedlam. 4-3 United. And total razzing at the hands of the Irish towards yours truly. "Oy I thought you said he sucked." " 'ees your boy now isn't eh?" Even the sun shines on a dog's ass some day.
Victory. Quite a finish. Good times. Bobby Boswell? David Stokes? I guess it doesn't matter, we'll take the 3 points and the W. And David Stokes still sucks.
A pretty good crowd filed into RFK and I found myself, flanked by the lovely "Maverick" sitting not far from the loud and boisterous Barra Brava and Screaming Eagles. There was never much screaming to start with when Brandon Prideaux was tracking back towards goal on a ball through the middle of the field and attempted to clear it across the face of the goal only to have it bounce off of Chicago's Chris Rolfe and into the net, 1-0 Fire. Eight minutes later Nate Jaqua found net for the Fire, only pissing me off since his father, Jon Jaqua, once played for the Redskins in RFK. 2-0. Just before half Santino Quaranta got "dragged down" (read: got tugged lightly, went down hard) in the box and earned a United penalty kick. Jaime Moreno (James Brown in English) stepped up and converted it with ease, sending RFK into a frenzy. The ball bounced back out into the box after hitting the net and Jaime, in true scorers fashion, ran over to get it and Zach Thornton, the recently beaten GK ran to stop him. Jaime took one touch and got tackled from behind (!!!) by a sliding Thornton and went down in a heap. The ref showed Thornton a yellow and only a yellow, sending the slightly-drunken Irishmen behind us into a tizzy. Thornton was booed throughout the rest of the game everytime he touched the ball. 2-1 Fire at half.
Christian Gomez scored early in the 2nd half to level the game at 2, only to have Gonzalo Segares give the Fire the lead back moments later (something to remember: the assisting player on the play was marked by the one and only David "Holy crap I get paid to play soccer?" Stokes, the worst player on the entire roster. When he entered in the 2nd half I booed loudly and declared that he sucked and lamented every give away he committed to the glee of the Irish... just note it). 3-2 Fire. Gomez struck again to level the score at 3 with something like 15 minutes to play. RFK was buzzing as the boys in black looked to at least salvage the draw. In the 85th minute off of a cleared corner kick, Stokes found himself on the wing with the ball and crossed it into the box. There was a deflection and it fell to the feet of Bobby Boswell, rookie fullback, who put the biscuit in the basket. Bedlam. 4-3 United. And total razzing at the hands of the Irish towards yours truly. "Oy I thought you said he sucked." " 'ees your boy now isn't eh?" Even the sun shines on a dog's ass some day.
Victory. Quite a finish. Good times. Bobby Boswell? David Stokes? I guess it doesn't matter, we'll take the 3 points and the W. And David Stokes still sucks.
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