In the days and weeks leading up to the WCQ with Panama, I was like a little kid eagerly awaiting the arrival of Christmas day. The anticipation and excitement began to crest shortly after we parked and made our way into Pioneer square. The "Red, White, and Blue" greeted us at every turn. As our favorite watering holes had already begun to fill, we slipped into The Central Saloon on 1st Ave. (vodka double for me please!). Supporters from all walks of life from all over the country had flocked to our little corner of the country. For a moment in time, we are the center of the soccer universe, I mused.
As for the match, it was everything I'd hoped for and then some. From the spectacular TIFO, to the haunting call and return of United--States , the final result seemed to be a forgone conclusion (3 points and a trip to the top of the table). The sheer wall of sound that was created upon Seattle's own GAM finishing on that fine ball from Cameron had to have ranked pretty high on the Richter scale. The biggest "Johnson" in all the land indeed. At times, I think we witnessed some of the best soccer in the Jurgen era. I'm already looking forward to the next WCQ here in Seattle. When that time comes, I'll be there.I had been meaning to pick up a USA scarf along with a kit leading up to the match, but my beer budget kind of ruled the day. I had a US soccer shirt and thought that would suffice, but it would be the free Roughneck scarves to the rescue. In the rush to get to the match, my brother-in-law had forgotten the tickets (DOH!!). With break-neck pace, he made the round trip to his office and back in time to reach our seats and B-RAD'S starting XI introduction. As we were still somewhat trying to catch our collective breaths, we noticed the sea of scarves draped around everyone (crap, where do we get ours?). My wife raced back to the front gate and explained how we were in such a hurry that we had neglected to collect our game day bounty. She returned a bit further out of breath than when she had left, but with a big smile. It wasn't until the final whistle, that I noticed this:
So it begs the question: "Did anyone else end up with one of these?"
You're on the clock Sandy, UT. All that I ask is that you enjoy your day in the sun. Soak in the pageantry with your family and friends. BRING THE NOISE !! Come next Tuesday, I'll proudly be wearing my "PROOF THROUGH THE NIGHT" scarf. I panned about my favorite USMNT in an earlier post last week because it was so very personal to me. I think I have a new favorite now. They say to the victor goes the spoils, but what makes the spoils all the more sweeter is when you can share it with 40,000 supporters.