According to the site Sports Club Stats, Seattle made the biggest move in the stats world (yes, the entire world) yesterday, upping our playoff chances by 27.3 percent with yesterday's 2-1 win over DC United.
(In case you were wondering, #2 was Scunthorpe United, whose odds of being demoted dropped by 20.7 percent after their 4-0 thumping of Crystal Palace.)
I'll take an ugly win over a pretty loss any day, and boy did we get that. If I had a buck for every needless turnover and five bucks for every time our guys were muscled off the ball when it became clear the ref wasn't going to call anything, I'd buy you all a beer.
(And five or six for the drunk guy in the next section over who's kept me and my family so entertained all season.)
But none of that matters now. Zakuani's sweet little nutmeg on Wicks, followed later by Montero's "scoring just past a goalkeeper's fingertips is the best revenge" goal, and we're back in the hunt.
And not only that, as of this morning (before today's games) we are a mere three points out of first place, and in fifth place in the playoff standings. (Dallas helped us a whole bunch with a 6-3 drubbing of the LA Galaxy after a complete defensive collapse. Berhalter was largely to blame, which made me all kinds of happy. HATE Berhalter.)
I'd forgotten how good it feels to get three points. Now I remember: Really, really good.