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Who will it be?

The Announcement of Earth Shattering Proportions!

What could it be? The Rumor Mill has been churning more butter than Weird Al in 'Amish Paradise'. Do we here at SounderWaves know who the next big DP signing will be? Do we have the inside scoop on Levesque's next goal celebration? Or maybe we know something about a certain upcoming road trip. What could it be!!?

Back by Popular Demand!

Over the past six months at least three people have asked me what happened to the blog, which can only mean one thing. We gotta bring it back! I've been playing with this idea for a while now. Watch this space for an Announcement OF Earth Shattering Proportions! For now, here are some pictures from Sunday's game. If you missed out on the whole "Scuba Diver" celebration please let us know. It's worth learning about.

I know what you're all thinking...

Since DomiNate and TheNatrix have not brought us a win, why not combine the two powerhouse nicknames to form TheDomiNatrix? Well, keep dreamin. It's the summer and its way too hot outside to wear leather.

Instead I have shelled out the $83 Buck for the Electricity Jersey. A guy born in Croatia invented electricity so I think it makes sense.



Sounders end their drought today. 3-1

DomiNate is out, enter TheNatrix

"Kung Fu knows ME!"

I haven't been in a fight since college, but before last Sounders game I had to punk a drunk.

Here's what happened. Many of you know I have a tendancy to get grumpy/angry when I haven't eaten, when I get stuck in traffic, and when I'm late. My commute to the Sounders/Boca game was the perfect storm. GPS told me the drive from my office to QWEST would be 14 minutes. It took me an hour and ten. I told people to meet me at Sluggers so we could pound a couple beers. We are 20 minutes before game time, so people are everywhere. I'm walking at a brisk Nate pace, and I begin to pass a dude who is just standing there not moving. At the exact moment when I'm about to walk by, the guy throws his arm up and snaps his fingers directly in my face, making contact with my eye. Normally I do a good job of ignoring drunken behavior, but this time I couldn't let it slide. I immediately turn and shove the guy about five feet. Dude turns towards me in a drunken charge, and I take the impact and push him again. He charged me again with increased drunken aggression, but this time, instead of pushing him, I grabbed his arms, and using his momentum against him, I hurled his face directly into the pavement. As he rolled over I grabbed him by the throat and pinned him to the ground. I can't really remember what I yelled at the guy, but it drew the attention of his buddy and about twenty Sounders fans. As tempting as it was to punch the guy in the face, I figured the public shame in front of his friend and strangers was enough.

Who said this season was boring?!

Whine and Cheese - The Freddie Ljungberg Project

Sometimes I yell at referees when I'm playing soccer. Usually it's just yelling about a bad call, and then getting on with the game. But I'll be the first person to admit that on occasion, I've spent an entire game yelling at a referee for his sub-standard performance. What I've learned from these bouts of yelling is that it gets you nowhere. And if the same referee officiates one of your games in the future, you are even less likely to get favorable calls from him. Too bad I still yell at him. Which leads me to a discussion of the Sounder Dean of Douchebaggery, Freddie Ljungberg.

Freddie spent large portions of last year doing this - yelling at referees. Granted, none of us believes that the referees in MLS are consistently good. I'm sure that Freddie is used to much better refs from his earlier playing days, and containing his rage is not easy. But I wonder just how productive it is for Freddie, and the rest of his teammates, when he spends all 90 minutes telling the man in yellow exactly how he's screwing up. Too many MLS refs seem like the types to hold grudges. I know that if somebody came into my office and told me how I was screwing up, I would poop on the hood of their car ("What was that? I'm fired? Because I pooped on my boss's car? What's wrong with that?"). Turns out the Coach thinks he spends too much time yelling at refs too. But Freddie doesn't agree - he considers it a show of passion. He might be right. Appearances would suggest that Freddie is the most passionate man in MLS, but internationally, he's got some competition.

My personal favorite is Wayne Rooney. This is a man who gets his money's worth when he's yelling at referees. This picture doesn't do him justice. He's way too restrained. Last year, while playing at Fulham, ManU finally got a call to go their way in a game they were losing late, and Big Wayne picked up the ball and threw it at the referee as hard as he could. Fortunately for the referee, Wayne's aim was off and he instead hit his teammate. But he earned himself a red card anyway. If only he'd hit the ref.

Then there's Cristiano Ronaldo. I personally like Ronaldo because of his ability to display inner anguish. I've never seen a man who looks more likely to cry when a referee fails to give him a call. And when he pleads and begs for the referee to issue a card to the player who fouled him, Ronaldo literally looks as if he could burst into tears at any moment. By now you've probably realized that this post is just an excuse to post amusing pictures of players I generally don't like. But how can you resist this picture? Classic stuff. If this were basketball, Michael Jordan would take this as a sign of Ronaldo's incredible passion for the game and waste a lottery pick on him. We all knew Adam Morrison would suck in the NBA. Why couldn't Jordan figure it out?

The greatest single performance of yelling at a referee that I've ever seen? Michael Ballack in the Champions League a few years back. Somebody shoots in second half stoppage time, defender jumps to block the shot, and the ball strikes his arm. Maybe it's a handball, maybe not. But the ref doesn't give it. Ballack goes crazy because Chelsea needs a goal to draw level. He runs with the ref for 70 yards, screaming in his ear, bumping him for good measure. This was a personally satisfying event for me because Nathan roots for Chelsea, and I like to see them lose. Nathan of course sided with Ballack.

What's the takeaway? Apparently Freddie Ljungberg will continue to complain. And that would be okay, if he scored as many goals as Ronaldo or Rooney, or controlled a game from midfield the way Ballack could two years ago. Unfortunately, he doesn't do any of those things. And we'll have to suffer through his constant whining until he leaves, retires, or loses his passion for the game. It looks to me like he's rubbing off on Zakuani as well, which means we have at least four years of this crap to look forward to.

The New York Follow Up Post and San Jose Meditation

Apologies for not posting last week. After the 4-0 drubbing at the hands of LA, I wasn't sure I had the stomach to put something together in anticipation of the New York match. I actually didn't watch the New York match live as I was participating in that most patriotic of pastimes, beer pong.

On a side note, I spent a solid five minutes trying to figure out how to spell "pastime." Honestly, which of you can honestly say that you've seen the word in print? Or that you actually know the correct way to spell it? I first tried "pasttime," but it looks and feels wrong. So I tried "passtime," and again it feels wrong. Then I tried "passedtime," and it felt more wrong than a voluntary prostate exam. I considered making two words, but then went to the most reliable of sources, Wiktionary. And it says to spell it this way. Consider it your spelling lesson for the year.

On another side note, my team finished 2nd in the beer pong tournament. We were three cups away from winning $200. So unfortunate. I'm actually much better at beer pong than I thought I was. I think I developed the necessary ball touch in the last few years. Probably from spending so much time alone on my couch watching anime.

Anyway, after watching the New York game on tape, I don't know that I have anything positive or negative to say. I thought the effort was there. We created some chances, but not many. We allowed very few chances. And it took some magic for us to get the goal and the three points. Maybe it was karma, as we've lost so many points late in games this year. Maybe it's because there is so much parity in MLS that anybody can beat anybody at any time. Honestly, I don't care. I'll take three points anyway we can get them.

This weekend's game is against San Jose. Talk about not terrible anymore. San Jose finished last year with 30 points. Only 7 wins all year. In only 7 games this year, San Jose has 4 wins. They should be favored to win this game. But there are no redeeming qualities to San Jose. First, I believe Nate was born in or around San Jose. Strike 1. Second, the distribution of non-married single non-Hispanic whites over the age of 25 is shocking. 59% of those folks are men. That's a 60:40 male:female split in San Jose. All those computer programmers flocking to their Star Trek conventions just can't seem to find a mate. Strike 2 because they probably spent more money on their Star Trek uniforms than on a nice suit. And they have a sculpture that looks like a giant turd. And as California is prone to do, they dedicated it to a Mexican, Cesar Chavez. To be honest, this is probably not a strike in my book. But since naming a poo-shaped sculpture after a Mexican is only really funny to me, I guess I'll call this Strike 3.

With those three strikes and no positive factors to consider, we should easily destroy San Jose. Seattle Sounders 3 - Poop Sculptures 0.

The Las Angeles Preview

I will be in Las Vegas this weekend, and thus I will miss the game. But I can post a brief preview and hopefully spread knowledge and wisdom among our many followers. Minions, read on.

If you want to understand LA this year, you need to understand two things. First, they play solid defense. This is the result of solid coaching by Bruce Arena. I have it on a good source that after some initial struggles by his D last year, Bruce brought the guys into his office for some old fashioned coaching. Once they were all in the room, he challenged them all to pry from his chubby hands the delicious, dripping, meat ball sub. Predictably, Arena prevailed. But his players learned a valuable lesson - protect your goal the way Bruce Arena protects meatball subs. The result is that LA has only given up two (2) goals in six (6) games. LA defenders have actually bitten more opposing forwards in the run of play (four (4) of them, to date). If they have to bite anybody, I hope it's Brad Evans.

The second defining characteristic of LA this year is Edson Buddle. The much-traveled forward is in the middle of a crazy scoring streak right now. He's scored nine (9) goals already this year. I consider Edson Buddle to be the soccer equivalent of Kirstie Alley. Years ago, Kirstie Alley was HOT. I mean she was poster-material. Just look at that picture. I would sell a number of my vital organs for one night with that version of Kirstie Alley. Consider that picture to be Edson Buddle's current form - jaw dropping. But we all know Kirstie Alley for a different reason now. Because she's the only person alive who ever successfully took a meatball sub out of Bruce Arena's hands. That's right, look it up on Wikipedia. And this second picture is from the Oprah appearance where she explained the incident. Anyway, back to my point. Kirstie Alley once looked amazing, and that's how Edson Buddle looks now. But we all know that sooner or later, Kirstie Alley is going to gain 150 pounds and look like Jabba the Hutt's niece. Edson Buddle is not this good. He will regress to the mean. He will stop scoring ridiculous goals and start missing wide open chances, like he's always done. Hopefully, the Sounder defense reminds him what it's like to play a game and not score.

Vote for one of our own!

Rodney Greiling, who stands directly in front of Funk at Sounders games, is nominated for the Golden Scarf for May 22nd. Please follow the link and vote for him. It would add "Great Honor and Prestige" to our Section, 120. Do it. I did it. It felt good.

http://www.soundersfc.com/Matchday/Golden-Scarf/May-22.aspx

Kufo's Twente are Dutch Champions!!!!

It came down to the final game of the season in Holland. Two teams were in the running. Ajax, winners of 29 Dutch titles and 4 European Championships, and Twente Enschede, who had never won a title in club history. At the end of the day, both teams won their respective games, and Twente won out by one point.



Why should you care? One of Twente's most valuable players is joining the Sounders in July. After he represents Switzerland in the World Cup, Blaise Kufo will provide Seattle with a goal scoring ability we have never seen before. He scored over 100 goals for Twente, a team that never threatened for a title until his arrival.

Congrats to Kufo for finishing his career in Holland with a trophy, let's hope he brings one to Seattle next.

Sorry for my absence

So work has taken control of my life, and the little spare time I've had for soccer has been dominated by the EPL title race. Chelsea play Liverpool on Sunday and Wigan the following week. If they win out the are the Champions, otherwise it's another title for Man-chowder United.

The Sounders are playing exactly how I predicted at the begining of the season. Our lack of goals keeps teams in games, sometimes we win, sometimes we lose, sometimes we draw. We all just need to cross our collective fingers and hope we're in a good position by July. The season doesn't truely begin until Kufo gets here.

So what will happen tomorrow against the Crew? I have no freakin idea, but of course I'll be in the stands yelling my head off.

May 1st - Columbus Crew

I haven't seen Columbus play this year, and I can't stand to think anymore about the way Seattle plays. So I'm going to focus today's post about Columbus on things that are only partially related to soccer.

First, if anybody is curious why Columbus has won the Supporter's Shield for the last two years (best record during the regular season), they only need to look to one man - Steven Lenhart. He is their not so secret weapon. What does he bring to the table? He's a superhero. That's what. In fact, he's the Greatest American Hero. Call this my version of hard-hitting investigative journalism. Look at these pictures. Can you honestly say that it's not the same person? I think this is just a bad job of trying to hide your identity. He could at least get a mask or something to cover his eyes, like Robin does. This is just ridiculous. It would have been too obvious had he signed with a team like Toronto that wore red. And if that team also wore capes? The tactical approach to a guy like this is simple - force him to land in small spaces. The Greatest American Hero always struggled to land. Don't give him wide open spaces to land in, and he'll spend the entire game crashing. Columbus will not score. Problem solved.

Another guy on this team is apparently trying to hide his identity, Frankie Hejduk. I can't think of a reason for Jeff Spicoli to try and conceal his true identity, but I think he's done a better job than the GAH. Take a look at these pictures. My guess is that Spicoli had a little bit of work done. Enough to make you doubt that it's him, but still enough of his original face for his mother to recognize him. If I had to guess, I would suggest that Spicoli got in trouble selling drugs. I guess playing soccer is a good way to hide yourself in this country, since outside of a few members of the media, nobody will know who the hell he is. If the rumors are correct, Spicoli first tried hiding in the NBA. He thought that playing in a league where everybody sold and used drugs would keep him anonymous. Unfortunately, and somehow defying explanation, the NBA still has fans. And some of them knew who he was. Hence the switch to soccer.

It didn't take long to figure out who Eddie Gaven really is. Beaky Buzzard. He did a poor job of trying to disguise himself. Unlike our previous two players, I have a good idea of why Beaky Buzzard is in hiding. Turns out that Beaky was running an underage escort service out of France. The operation never had any problems because it's customers were powerful men: Vladimir Putin, Jacques Chirac, Silvio Berlusconi, and Tony Danza. Those were just the ones everybody knew about. Several others were rumored to be involved: Bill Clinton, Bill Cosby, Mr. Rogers, even Bob Ross. But Beaky saw the leak in the hull before the ship started sinking. He started his second career many years ago, and sold off his interest in the escort service. Unfortunately, Beaky has lost a lot of weight.  Apparently, there is a lot of stress involved with hiding your identity. 

There is a simple lesson from all this about how we should feel about the Columbus Crew. I believe Jeff Spicoli said it best, when he said, "Those guys are fags!" 

What the Hell is going on?

I can't handle this anymore. Maybe I expect too much from the Sounders, but I can't handle taking 1 point from a possible 6 when playing on the road against two crappy teams. Bad penalties, bad turnovers, bad finishing, bad passing.... I can't handle it anymore.  I need a two day break from posting anything about soccer, or else I'm going to just rip players for no reason.

I will say that given the weather in yesterday's game, I'm happy that I decided not to travel to Toronto as an away game. Vindicates my concerns about going to the north pole during winter.

FC Dallas Preview

"Holy dog shit. Texas? Only steers and queers come from Texas, Private Cowboy. And you don't look much like a steer to me so that kinda narrows it down. Do you suck dicks?"
  Gunnery Sergeant Hartman - Full Metal Jacket


So, tonight SSFC takes on FC Dallas. A team that sucked until Jeff Cunningham caught fire in the second half of the season after Kenny Cooper got sold. If Cunningham scores, Dallas is okay. When he doesn't score, they lose. If this were a good blog, I would have statistics to back that up. But that requires time and energy. And this isn't a good blog. Suffice to say that if SSFC can keep Cunningham from running wild, they should be in position to win the game.


Let's be fair about one thing. FC Dallas has a big steer on it's logo. Which means that the players can only really be one thing. Golf ball through a garden hose, something along those lines.


There really isn't anything about Dallas that scares me. I think Hurtado and others should be able to deliver a shut-out. This game hinges on our ability to create and finish chances. From watching the Sounders FC game preview, I know that Arlo White thinks that Dallas pushes lots of guys into the attack. If that's true, we should be able to generate a number of counter-attack opportunities. Against RSL, we put one away. Tonight, I want to see two counter-attack goals.


My prediction is that tonight's key players are Zakuani and Ljungberg. I think both will score goals. I also think that SSFC may have more possession of the ball than they did against RSL. 


I'm picking with my heart and not my brain here, but the final score will be 3-1. SSFC will give up a goal late in the 2nd half because they aren't concentrating.

Sounders 3rd Jerseys Released

Tactically this makes sense. Edgar Davids is the only player I know of who is permitted to wear sunglasses on the field. The Opposition will be blinded, while all our players have to do is kick it at the brightness. Expect our passing percentage to increase at least 20%.

Yes they are obnoxious, but they're ours. Just like Barfalona fans defend their hideous PINK jerseys, we should do the same. Chelsea's third jersey has black and blue horizontal stripes, Wigan's is neon yellow with black. Shocking 3rd jerseys are a soccer tradition.

Final thought, 20 years from now you will be considered cool and old school if you have one of these.

You'll Fit Right In

CHUCKIE: Casey's bouncin' at a bar up at Harvard. We should go there sometime.
WILL: What are we gonna do up there?
CHUCKIE: I don't know, we'll f**k up some smaht kids. You'd prob'ly fit right in.

And so begins the career of one Michael Fucito.

Maybe for the first time in his life, Michael Fucito gets to take all those equations on the walls of the bars at Harvard and channel them into a glorious moment. No longer can the kids from Southie try to mess with him. Even Will Hunting can’t match the big balls on Michael Fucito.

After 90 minutes of rock solid defense, especially from the back four, the Sounders faced the ultimate disappointment. The ultimate tease. The ultimate side hug. A potential 0-0 tie.

Steve Zakuani failed to do much of anything. Apparently actually running simply tires him out, so he stops after about 20 minutes or so. Meanwhile underwear model Freddie Ljunberg decided to play like garbage as he repeatedly trapped like a Trapper Keeper without Velcro. Which means there wasn’t much trapping my friends.

The best chance of the match inevitably was called back by a horrific referee (despite the accuracy of this particular call) for cheating (offsides). I find that if you don’t cheat, you tend to not get called for it. Just a thought.

Oh you know what? I don’t miss Nate Jaqua. Just wanted you to know that I don’t miss giant players who can’t head the ball and have no ability at their feet in spite of our inability to score last game. He can live on an island with Josh Wolff for the rest of his life for all I care.

Which leads me to Josh Wolff.

I don’t really have a reason to hate him per se. Yet I somehow do actually despise him. It could be the fact that when he was a hot young striker, this Spanish announcer would say, “Josh WWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLFFFFFFFF” in hilarious fashion. Somehow that stuck with me and then Josh Wolff didn’t live up to my early expectations. So I learned to hate him. I tried to mock him with a National Team jersey as in he would never see it again, but I just couldn’t be heard over the Sounder faithful. It was just too difficult. Hey, I am just like Steve Zakuani. Awesome.

And all this occurred during the Sounder 0-0 staring contest through 90 minutes.

Until….

Henry Lipkin: Now, no more shenanigans, no more tomfoolery, no more ballyhoo.

Michael Fucito! WTF.

http://www.mlssoccer.com/content/fucito-scores-stoppage-time-winner-seattle

Kansas City Wizards Preview

"I was trying to smile but it was the smile of desolution. Inside, I felt only the pity and the terror and the waste of it all. Everyone I had ever loved, and who ever loved me - all gone... all gone down..."
                Sam Neill as Merlin in "Merlin" - an Epic 2-Part Made for TV Movie from 1998

This Saturday's game brings Kansas City to Seattle to face our beloved Sounders. Last year, this game was a laugher. Seattle was poised to win by 2 or 3 goals. Let's face it. Any team that depends on Josh Wolff (the second F is silent) to score its goals is doomed to fail. Then Kasey Keller got a red card, and Seattle played 65 minutes with 10 men, and ended up losing on a great shot by Davy Arnoud. Talk about bummers.


We play KC the same time this year as last year, on Matchday 4, and we get them at home again. But this time around, KC rolls into Seattle having won their first 2 games, scoring 5 goals, and conceding none. KC is arguably on a hot streak. Both those victories came at home, and 4 of those goals came against DC United, who couldn't score on Aurora right now. So what should we expect from KC?

Honestly? Who the hell knows. It looks like KC has several new faces, and apparently is playing a more attacking brand of soccer. But teams that come to Qwest tend to pack it in and look for counter-attacking opportunities. Maybe KC's new Bollywood sensation Sunil Chhetri will play significant minutes and show why everybody on the sub-continent is excited about his MLS regular season debut.


Ultimately, I hope these Wizards feel a lot like The Wizard, Merlin, when the game is over. I want them to feel like everybody they've ever known and loved is gone. I want Sounders to take the game by the scrote from the start and put in a few goals in the first half. That way, the second half can be a party in the stands. I predict a 2-0 Sounder victory, with both goals coming in the 1st half. And let's be honest, you're never going to see me predict a Sounder loss on here.

In other news. B Els is having a baby shower on Saturday evening after the game. As of this moment, 41 people have RSVP'd. 41 people! If he took his baby shower to an FC Dallas game, it would instantly double attendance! If he went to a Chivas home game, they would thank him for the patronage with a pinata and a few chili peppers to induce labor! But I digress. Let's all take a moment to congratulate B Els for his impending fatherhood, and make sure he knows that no matter what happens, he can always bring his infant child to the tailgate if he can't find a babysitter. We love you B!

RSL Post Game Review

Luis was MIA for the pre game and did not respond to my texts all day. I'm guessing he is in Guatamala trying to convince Carlos Ruiz to sign for us. Until he gets back and watches the game on DVR, you will have to rely on my drunken angry analysis.

First off, I'll pat my own back for calling our counter attack goal. Sadly, my Natestrodamus skills end there.

In the 11th minute Montero did well to play Zakuani in on goal from about forty yards out. His goal wasn't exactly clinical, but I will gladly accept any goals Sounders can get.

Luis jinxed Brad Evans by praising his performances so far. He was directly responsible for RSL's first goal by failing to follow his man on a cross. The result was an uncontested header within the six yard box which was scored.

RSL controlled most of the game, until Sounders regained the lead off of a Tyrone Marshall header in the 70th minute. With our defense, that should have been enough to win the game.

I don't remember too much of the last twenty minutes of the game beyond the fact that RSL dominated posession. Already angry at our performance, I got distracted by an arguement about national health care. Not that there is anything wrong with Sweden, but I would much rather live in the good old USA. I also remember us giving up another open header for Real Sandy to tie it up. Why Sigi didn't put someone on both goal posts is beyond me. When Liverpool doesn't protect the posts its hilarious, when Seattle doesn't, it is infuriating.

A draw on the road against the MLS Champions sounds good on paper, but at the end of the day, this is a game we could have had. We'll take the point, and hopefully we will improve our defense on set pieces.

RSL PREVIEW

OK, so Luis and I need to get the routine down a little better. Here is a last second look at what we should expect today.

RSL are the reigning MLS Champions, and this will be their first home game of the season. They will be receiving their fancy rings in front of a big crowd who are eager to welcome them back.

In their first game of the season they beat the crap out of San Jose on the road. That's not saying much, the Earthquakes are shite. They went on to play Houston, took the lead, then gave up two penalties in the span of two minutes to lose 2-1. Overall, they played a much better game than the Dynamo.

What can we expect from them? A ton of confidence and a lot of attacking ability.

What can we expect from the Sounders? A ton of defense and a lot of questions in attack. Pat Noonan will likely get his first start. With all the offense RSL generates we have a good shot of getting a goal on the counter attack.

Sooner or later Sounders will get their break out scoring game. Let's hope its today.

Prediction, 3-1 Sounders

Nub's Nuggets

As a brief introduction, I am an old friend of Luis's and an old nemesis of Nate's from the early formative years of our lives. I also stand next to them at Qwest every match (well, I tend to miss some matches due to various reasons) as a season ticket holder.

Let me give you a quick synopsis of my soccer experience. At age six, I played soccer for College Place (sounds professional I know) in the Edmonds area, but only actually played on the field because my dad was the coach. He liked to yell at refs and get thrown out of games which proved to be of no help whatsoever. By the age of 11, I retired from soccer. Or so I thought. I returned as a 14 year old to help the Villa/OLL combined supersquad take CYO glory only to be foiled by good players leaving our team to go play with better teams. I never understood and never forgave those players, especially Luis. Lastly, I scored a goal and had an assist in a P.E. championship match at Lower Woodland in high school. As you can see, I am quite an eficianado.

Luis asked me to write occasionally on his blog with seven readers so I decided to puruse the Sounders website for something to start me off. That is where I found Nub's Nuggets. Phenomenol stuff. Cliff McCrath, along with the ageless wonder known as Tony Ventrella, break down the week that is Sounders between games. While Cliff McCrath received a Golden Scarf (not to be confused with showers), won 597 matches and 5 championships as a coach, his nuggets of knowledge do not amaze me. Let's start with the quote of the week: "There is no devine right to scoring". Yes, soundersfc.com spelling divine wrong. Nice work. You had one quote to get right all week long and you blew it. Kind of like Freddie Ljungberg in the box. That's what she said. I digress.

The real nuggets involved these two tips for the Sounders this week. #1 - cross the ball so the keeper does not catch it. Incredible stuff. #2 - more precise passing, as in complete passes. Wow. I feel like we received some real wisdom here.

So as you all (the seven of you) prepare for this week's match with the Real Salt Lake Douchecopters, look for the Sounders to try and complete more passes and cross the ball better. This may lead to scoring. Amazing.