Rant: Fucking Timbers. They’re playing like they’re two goals up when they’re two goals down.
Rave: little piggy Give-away that gave the Army ammunition to pelt the Puerto Rico Goalkeeper who shook his nuts at us.
Rant: Fucking Timbers.
Rave: Bringing tourists into the Army who had fun despite the look of deep sadness on the faces of people around us (including me)
Rant: Fucking guy behind me who decided that IN MY BEER was the appropriate place to deposit his peanut shells. Yes they were under my seat, but fuckin think! I have bruises on my kneecaps after games because of the seats in the row in front of me. We put the beer in the safest possible place.
FUCK!
Rave: nah, I’m out.
Rant: Fucking Timbers.
admission: yeah… I’ll be there on Tuesday.








