Survival. I think that’s what we were all focused on today. At least I was.
Genetically ginger, I melt at about 82 degrees. When I got out of my car to hop on a train to Jeld-Wen this afternoon, it was 92. MAX was blissfully empty and air-conditioned. I briefly considered staying on board and riding all the way out to Hillsboro just to stay out of the heat.
But I didn’t. I dutifully went and got my wristband and retired to the air-conditioned darkness of the Bitter End where, in a further effort to survive the heat, I drank water instead of beer.
When it came time to head back to the field and get in line, it occurred to me that I could just stay here and watch the match, in the comfort of the darkened bar, with no line for beer and no chance of heatstroke.
But I didn’t. I rallied and got in line. In the sun. In 90+ degree heat.
Because that’s how we love.
People are complaining that we didn’t get the three points. People are complaining that the pace of the game was slow. People are complaining.
Shut it. It was 92 degrees. We didn’t lose. I’ll take the point.
I got the feeling that’s what we were playing for anyway. I’d like to think our boys were playing to win, but the realist in me (a creature you probably won’t hear from often) knows that they were playing to survive.
Five-zip at Dallas was stupid. I’m still shaking my head over that. The realist, brought out probably due to this weather, was waiting for another blow-out.
And she was pleasantly surprised to make it to the half scoreless.
The other me, the Believe Beyond Reason girl, was looking to a Boyd-Richards pairing to make things work. She was disappointed to find Alexander out of the eighteen (the Realist is having chicken and egg thoughts about this: did his dinner with Kevin Hartman Saturday night put him on someone’s shit list?). She knew Dike would replace Boyd in the second, but she thought Dike would hit the back of the net at least twice.
There’s the problem: neither the Realist nor Believe Beyond Reason girl have any idea what’s in the minds of our boys. What are they playing for? Pride in the badge? Love of club? The paycheck?
Here’s what we saw today:
Kimura’s run to the North End before the match started. Again. I love him more every time he does it. It tells me he’s in it for us and because of that, I’ll forgive a lot of errors.
Franck Songo’o and his post-match angry-tweet. He’s done that a couple times now and he’s winning me over. I like that he’s pissed that he didn’t win. He should be.
David Horst is back. Less so in this match than in the last, but his presence was still felt. I’m looking to you, David, to continue to play all-out. You are key. (Also, thanks ever so much for kicking Brek Shea in the face. Job well done.)
Diego Chara. I shudder to think where we’d be without him.
So, now we have ten days to mull over a draw at home against a team we should have beaten three times. Ten days before we face the only team with fewer points than we have.
Ten days. Ten days to craft a plan that will bring us as many points as possible. I still want that playoff spot. Yes: still.
Keep it up, Rose City. Don’t give up.
Also, both Scots started and neither spontaneously combusted. I’ll call that a win.
August 6, 2012 at 5:28 am
I’m saddened that there was no mention of the fire Jewsbury had. He was ablaze all last year, but has been pretty tame (i.e. lackluster) this year. This game he looked like our captain. A goal was just icing on his cake. Totally agree about Kimura, Songo’o, and Chara. Even if Dallas’s goal started on the right side, Kimura shows he has a serious love of the Army and the game, and he regularly plays with the prowess to make me proud he sports the axe. As for Horst… How can you not love that guy?!
August 6, 2012 at 7:54 am
I’m still working out how I feel about Jack. Credit to him for the goal, of course, but he certainly wasn’t my MoTM.
August 6, 2012 at 8:45 am
Songo’o is growing on me, too. He still drives me crazy with his attempts to dribble around and through defenders, rather than looking to pass the ball, but I’m starting to realize that that’s not necessarily a bad thing: At least he still has the confidence to make the effort. Too many of our boys play timid and tentative.
August 6, 2012 at 9:00 am
I have to think the heat played somewhat in Dallas’ favor (duh). Our boys were visibly gassed after the game with their hands on their knees, while Dallas looked fine. We had some moments that looked good despite that.
August 6, 2012 at 10:11 am
Nagbe is worthless this year. Real let down.
Unfortunately I have to disagree with you on one point, that being how we deserved to beat Dallas 3 times. The way we have been playing this season we hardly deserve much of anything save some discounted hooch to help dull the frustration and pain of loss.
And lastly, for now, I don’t want this team in the playoffs. I want an angry MP doing all that he can to bring trophies home in the future to satisfy himself and the legion of fans who line up before 7am to watch a team that can’t seem to score in a whorehouse with a hundred dollar bill. Yes, MP has issues, but lack of desire for a successful Timbers squad is not one of them. As long as we keep filling the stands our day will eventually come.
August 6, 2012 at 11:20 am
Did I say we deserved to win? Pretty sure I said we should have won. Sadly, there is a wide and frustrating gap between these two things.
Where is my discount booze? Please bring me my discount booze.