So over the weekend I attended the Columbus Crew v. Montreal Impact game. As a new resident of Columbus, I thought it was a good step to assimilate myself in this city that definitely isn’t as awesome or athletically gifted as Cleveland. I’m sorry to say that in the beginning, I was relatively disappointed.
I am always entertained while watching football…or soccer… however, for the average sporting event attendee, I’m not sure if most of the game was worth exerting the energy to keep your eyes open to watch. It was beneficial for me to watch because I learned how to improve my “oh shit I just f’d up that move and the defender nudged me so I’m going to crash into the ground dramatically just like the Colts’ performance did this past football season” act to con the ref into blowing his whistle. I mean some of these players should highly consider the big screen.
Okay, so I might be over-exaggerating, but you get my point. And my apologies to Colts fans, but am I right or am I right?
In the first half, the Crew managed to make a simple foul look so dirty that the ref gave a red card. Was it worth the red card? Probably not, but I’ll take it. This left Montreal having to play less one player. Obviously, this gives the Crew an advantage. Being that I was not impressed with the Montreal Impact, I was left disappointed in the Crew’s performance, as well. Having the advantage of playing up one player for a majority of the game didn’t really do much for them.
I would have left the game pretty annoyed if the only goal was a penalty kick scored by the Crew. Their saving grace was an awesome goal by #17 Olman Vargas. Honestly, it could not have been more perfect. Perfect carry, perfect cross, perfect header right to the lower corner. The goalie knew it was going in before he even attempted to save it, or should I say didn’t attempt.
FAST FORWARD TO 5:00…yup, it’s good!
I was so impressed with this goal, my initial opinion of the Crew changed. I was content with my disappointment in the beginning, since I’m a Cleveland native and it’s something I’ve learned to handle well and do so with a smile, but the Crew has actually given me hope. Not the hope that “there’s always next year,” but real hope. It’s an unusual feeling to have, but I’m enjoying it.
P.S. Shout out to #17, if you end up reading this… you’re hot, and I’m single