Silent
Normally when I go silent, it means I'm on travel, but this week I went silent because, well... Writer's block, to be frank. I mean, do I want to talk about the signing of Francis Doe? I could, but if he gets more minutes this year than Guy Roland-Kpene got last year, I will be surprised. I could take aim at the John Feinstein piece in the post, with a noble sentiment ("give a nod to the past, and the ol' NASL") which is utterly undercut when its writer announces that he doesn't watch contemporary soccer. I mean, he writes "I really want to like soccer again." No one's stopping you man. It kinda reminds me of that Rod McKuen poem that opens with "I try to be a good beatnik, but it's hard..." History has made its judgment on Rod's posturing.
But really, there's nothing to really get me going. United has me in a waiting pattern, wondering if this team actually is going to show up and play 90 minutes of good soccer on Saturday. And even then, even then, what will it mean? Yeah.
Freezer later today, and I think Kinney may be handling the First Impressions/Debriefing duties over the weekend. SUBMIT YOUR OPINIONS TO THE FREEZER IN THIS COMMENT THREAD! Yes, DC is going down a bit farther.
Labels: Francis Doe, Meta



