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Monday, August 31, 2009

Not saying I called it, but . . .

Kasey Keller is right on schedule:

The frustration continues! Once again we can’t seem to find the back of the net. With two big chances at the end to win the game and blow the roof off the stadium, we just couldn’t make it happen. Things could have been worse, we could have been down by three in the first half. On the positive, we kept a clean sheet and got a point out of a game where we could have been dead and buried in the first half hour.


For the record, I saw this coming two days ago:

prediction - we'll have an entry by the end of Monday bitching about the strikers again


Oh vampire goal keeper, why must you be so predictable? How lucky you are the Open Cup final is being played at night at RFK and not during the day in Seattle. Seriously, you better bring along your undead powers - all of a sudden I've got a season riding on this game. Plus in one swift blow I can end Tom Soehn. This is it, Keller. You and me. Let's see what you're made of. Sport is extreme, know what I mean? It's not a game.

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