I don’t really know where to go with this one. We played an alright game in a tough location against the best team in the league. We lost. Seattle is a better team. Am I angry with this loss? Nah. I would have liked a point, but here we are. It’s really going to be all those points we dropped at home that’re going to bite us later, not these away games.
Glad was the bright spot for me tonight. There was good and bad all around—as there is in every game—but Glad was consistent and solid the whole night. It was a great outing for him.
I also thought we were going to make it through the whole game without a Silva smash moment. Alas.
What happened to those bright new players from the beginning of the season? Their contributions are dwindling, and my excitement is waning. I want to see more magic. Is it that the other teams have learned about them and are just closing them down?
Speaking of new bright spots, how many touches did Wood have tonight? If he had more touches than I have fingers, I’m going to be rather surprised. There go my hopes of a Zlatan-esque debut, which, to be fair, is not a yolk to hang around anyone’s neck. Here’s hoping Wood comes through for us.
Is it time for RSL to try out a two striker system again? Maybe a three-man back line? It might be fun, but I’m also not sure we have changes like that in us at this point in the season. It’s still early, though.
Now is when the coaching staff will show what they have. We’ve got new additions joining the team. We have players fighting for starting spots. We have players losing equity and others climbing.
What does Freddy Juarez do to push this team? It’s his job to lay out the plan and provide motivation. In the end, it’s all going to land on his shoulders. That’s his job. Here’s to hoping we see some solid leadership. I know there are a lot of doubters out there, but I think Juarez still deserves a chance to swing this team in the direction he has planned. I want to say, “look at Philadelphia!” Curtain came up through the ranks. They gave him time and patience. It’s paid off. I hope it can pay off for RSL.
What’s a shutout, again? Anyone?
I’m fairly certain that forty years from now I’ll be sitting on my porch surveying the charred remains of the world we’ve left behind, my banjo on my knee, shouting at the mutated pigeons who’ve become our overlords about how much I miss Javi while they demand that I toss them pieces of bread, because that’s why we’re still around: to toss pieces of bread to our pigeon overlords. I do, though. I miss Javi.