when you go to a US Men's National team game.
Actually, it was fine. I just did a bit of dodging. For those of you non-soccer believers, bite me. If you'd been at Crew Stadium tonight in the middle of some kind of rainy tornado with drums and bands and Mexicans, you'd love it too.
And the USA won, 2-0. Suck it, Tri-Colores.
The Mexican fans were nice, but they kept chanting something that sounded like Meh-Hee-Ko. Whatever, i couldn't follow those crazy accents.
The worst part of the evening was the absolute clusterf*ck getting to the game in the middle of a hurricane.
That picture about sums it. So Mrs. Shepler and I got out early to walk, while Mr. Shepler parked the car somewhere in Chillicothe, RAN to the game and got there at the same time as we did. Show off.
the game was awesome. Especially since the team I was rooting for won. Otherwise, it would have sucked.
the trip home included mud and a tour of some of Columbus' better neighborhoods between 4th and Summit. We also bought crack.
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Thoroughly enjoyed the DVR replay of that game. We were on Fast forward 1X the whole time though so I didn't catch the chant.
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