woo hoo! what a day!

first, the game. the game was early in the morning, 8.30- not my most favorite of kick offs. but we were there, and it was a full squad- and my gosh, were we all amped up. Yesterday was the championships you see, and regardless of the level of play, the league being played, or whether the players are a bunch of young studs, a collection of slightly creaking joints, or a mix of the two, the championships are the championships; and anyway you slice they are something else.

so yesterday was epic. nil-nil going into half time. 0-0! That in itself was crazy, because both of us teams were goal-scoring teams over the season. So it's no score, and at half time we regroup a little bit; but we hadn't done so enough, because they drew first blood on us, only about four minutes into the half. yeep. but lets see if i can get this right- i think dan scored the equalizer 10 minutes or so later, and then they went on top again on a bit jumbley clearance from the 18. I think Kris got the second equalizer with around 15 minutes left. gosh, High drama at lancaster!

so it went back and forth for the last 14 minutes until there was a big mix up in FC United 18 box, and Davey Pitts comes away with the go ahead into the far side of the net, with something like 1 minute 27 left on the clock. sweet georgia brown, what a play!

If i'm totally honest, we didn't really play our best soccer; But that's ok, because we sure as shit played the hardest, most aggressive, and most dialed-in soccer we've played all season long, and that was what pulled out the win. in the end, both teams really had left it all on the pitch the only thing left was to go have a bbq with a band (a real live rock n roll band!) and sit in the hot tub at kris and april's.

gah, what a day!

gosh but this is heavy

so, i haven't been paying enough attention to the voting in tehran. I should have but i'm remiss.

Often times i get too tangled up in fairly mundane shit that's not important, as i think americans in general do as well. The thing is, there's a big huge world out there; with big, huge problems. Just because they may or may not affect us, or have an impact on our every day lives, Doesn't make them any less horrible.


go have a look at the photos, you'll see what i mean. There's no way to tell who's who; there are no signs on anyone. Just by looking at the photos, we can't see any placards: "i voted for mousavi" or "Hell no, we won't go, Ahmadinejad all the way!" no, the only thing i see when i look at the photos are people; handsome men, gorgeous beautiful ladies, moms, dads, aunties, sons, daughters, wives, husbands, old people, children, and they are all getting beat up.

people in tee shirts and nike shoes, suits, work clothes, laptops and cell phones scattered in pieces. cops and rioters clubbing each other. Rocks and pepper spray. it's absoloutely awful. All those people- all those injuries.

A curious thing is that i don't know that there's anything i can do. Posting here helps some, but really, how can i fix it? I'm not brave like those people who go to the peace corps, i'm definitely not brave enough to demonstrate for my candidate. how can i possibly contribute to peace?