Thursday, October 20, 2011
United 1, Portland 1
That's Charlie Davies, subbed out at 50, sitting by himself for the remainder of the game. Goodbye, Charlie, you whiny diving lazy poacher.
Here, here, here, and here. Last twenty minutes were fabulous, frustrating, and though the end result was just, how many handballs in the box have been waived off in the past four games? Also, Portland's road kit is gorgeous.
That's St Benny Olsen, walking off after coming over to Loud Side. He's much to learn still, though I don't know how much more anyone else could have got with what United had left standing at season's end.
Autopsy and obit next week.
Labels: Aargocalyptic, Autoblogography, DCU, Fuck-Me Jig, My Complicity
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As Mr. Davies natural habitat is flying through the air with the greatest of ease, that man is clearly an imposter.ReplyDelete
I'm blaming everything bad with D.C. Sports on Dan Snyder.ReplyDelete
I don't care if if it's fair or not, because fuck him.