Showing posts with label Portland Timbers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portland Timbers. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Little Big League

My biggest dream is to own a professional sports team. In recent years it's developed a little more thoroughly as I want to own the Timbers. Long has baseball been my official pastime, the Yanks my team, the Volcanoes the team I would end up buying. But now has come the time with soccer that i've grown an insatiable appetite for the game that can only be satisfied by being part of the magic that is the Portland Timbers. Brynn and I were talking about our dreams (you know the one... where a million dollars fall into your laps and suddenly you're free from all the drudgery that spurs the desire for that particular dream) and we the topic fell on the Timbers and where I would be sitting and there is no question, given the choice to be there all season I would be in the north end with the Timbers Army. So when news came that the city council has approved that sees PGE Park being renovated to a soccer specific stadium and home to the newest team to join the MLS I am happy to see that it is my team will become a permanent fixture upon the sporting skyline here in Stumptown. And who knows maybe one day I will run into Hank Scorpio and i'll wake up one morning to find that I have a team left out in my front yard and I would take anything... well anything but the Shittle Flounders....

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Red headed step child

Gotta love the never ending well of optimism that sports fans draw from (unless your are a Cubs fan). When it comes to your favorite team they seemingly can do no wrong before the season begins, there is always a chance they can right the ship mid season, and when they are done and dusted for the season a true fan looks at the calendar and circles opening day when their team will once again have a chance to contend for their sports ultimate prize. The reason I bring this up is because I have lived in the extremes as a fan of the Yankees and Buffalo Bills (talk about ripping your heart out as a kid being able to watch your team almost win it all... FOUR TIMES! One of my funniest memories was dancing to a playoff game while playing a James Brown tape over and over, this went on for a big chunk of the game). As April rolls around each season I know come October I EXPECT to see the Bombers marching their way towards another World Series Championship. Anything less would be unfit for a franchise as decorated as it is unless of course we did better than the BoSox, in which case we would still remain better than them (as always in the case). But it's funny to be a soccer fan in the United States where you not only have your team but you must support your league as you hold it up to the standards of the world. The reason I bring this up is because around town i'm seeing ads running on the side of buses which proclaim of our beloved Timbers, "Liverpool, Milan, Barcelona, Madrid, Portland - Finally, we're on the world's pitch." Ummm, back up a second. Since when did the MLS' clout grow heavy enough to elevate an expansion squad in the company of these elite clubs? It's all about hope. The hope of any US Soccer fan that we will one day be mentioned in the same breath as the world's elite, when our greatest victory won't be beating the English at the World Cup but lifting the trophy itself, that is hope, the hope of a sports fan.

Friday, January 1, 2010

2009, a year in pictures

A few pictures documenting a wonderful year. Marriage, Honeymoon, the move to Portland, school, callings, work, the abundance of love from families and friends. We really were blessed this last year and I look forward to another prosperous one in 2010.


Saturday, June 6, 2009

Yikes!

It has been a while since we posted. Got back peachy and have been slaving away ever since. A few things...



* Got to see a Portland Timbers game this last Thursday. Got to stand next to our local rowdies known as the Timbers Army renowned for their salty language and fighting spirit. Surprisingly a crowd of 6,500 actually showed up after Oregon's fancy pants thunderstorms. Not too bad once we got up to Portland, just sprinkles but it was a mess in Salem as it took us fifty minutes to get across town because of flooding. Timbers came out ahead 1-0 in the ninetieth minute but not after Brynn had casually mentioned how much she would have loved to see Montreal score (Blaspheme!) just to have someone put it in. Hopefully that was good lesson about loyalty and faith in the home side.



* It won't be long (as soon as the sun shines) before our longboard gang will ride. We were able to snag a few boards off Ebay for cheap. Right now we are riding under the gang names of Turtle and Rat Bones. No broken bones yet though I can't say that Burger King's driveway posed much of danger.

* In other soccer news we were able to play a little coed soccer after a little peer pressure and lots of puppy eyes. Considering Brynn's reluctance to join she sure did show me up by playing quality defense (something that was missing from my game). By the end of the session it was apparent that her competiveness had kicked and she was going no holds barred. Have to say that she looked mighty in her new kit with flaming red shoes.