On Saturday, we decided to see the first Earthquakes game of this season. They were playing Real Salt Lake who are the defending MLS champions. We knew it wouldn't end well, but we also want to support MLS soccer...so yeah.
Chris made us go there very early. They'd been announcing on the radio that they were giving away jersey style shirts to the first five thousand people. Somehow that meant we needed to be there an hour and a half early. We got our shirts. On the other hand, so did people who were trickling in 30 minutes late. Oh well. Gave us some time out in the sun.
See these nice seats we had? Didn't last long. Will explain in a bit.
We were also there early enough to watch them stretch. Always fun I suppose.
We also had these great third row seats for the first half of a game. They were really good. At some point in the beginning of the game, one of the Real Salt Lake players flipped over that white guard rail like right in front of us. It was AWESOME.
You see? Earthquakes player is arguing with the Ref. Trying to card him. He got red carded later in the game. Sadness.
Which brings me to another point. One of the reasons that I love soccer is that I LOVE to watch the dramatics they put on to get their opponents carded. It's absolutely delightful.
Anyway, so we had these great seats. Then this family came and said we were in their seats. Chris squabbled with them over the tickets for a while until one of the kids pointed out that we were in the wrong section. I don't know. I wasn't in charge of finding the seats. I was too busy looking for free swag. I guess this was a bit of karma though. The night before Umma made me James and Mia go watch Mitty's production of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels (kind of awkward considering Mia's the only one who went there...three years ago). When we got there, some girl was sitting in Mia's seat and we fought her for the seat.
So we had to move up to higher seats. In all honesty it wasn't that big of a deal (except for the fact that we had a lot less leg room). We were at a higher location so we could see more of the field. Thus, we were still happy. (Except for James. He sulked for most of the game).
In the end, the Earthquakes lost 0-3. It was depressing, but this frustration is really only part of the true soccer experience.
Assuming we're both in the area over the summer, Chris and I hope to go to more of the games. We're kind of planning around watching some of the better MLS teams play, so I think we're in for a lot more depressing games from an Earthquakes fan perspective.
We went to Eduardos afterwards for dinner. Meant we missed out on Earth Hour. Oh well. Next year.