Green For Saint Patrick's Day, Green For Soccer

The torrential rain stopped long enough. Mostly.

There were still bursts of hard rain for different periods during the day, but our Saint Patrick's Day excursion to AT & T Park for a soccer doubleheader continued, with plenty of hot chocolate, of course.

It was always going to be festive. We figured that out on the train up from San Jose, as more and more fans crowded on the train, a majority of them wearing Mexico jerseys, which had the added benefit of being green, thus protecting the wearer against pinches. (Interesting train ride: people were openly carrying cases of beer, which is apparently not a problem for Cal Train, as the conductors didn't seem to care.)

I was not sure how well a soccer field would fit inside AT & T Park, with the configuration for baseball, but it actually proved to be quite successful, and our seats were amazingly close to the pitch. First game was San Jose versus the Houston Dynamo.




The Earthquakes had moments of opportunity, but never quite finished, while the Dynamo made the most of the penalty kick they earned to take all the points from the game. Still, I enjoyed it thoroughly.

And then things got even MORE festive for the second game, which is a little odd when you consider the first game was a professional match and the second game was a bunch of players 23 and younger. It wasn't even an actual Olympic qualifying match, simply a friendly between Mexico and Senegal. But the fans increased in number and frenzy, flocking to the bottom of the stands just to take pictures of the Mexican players warming up with small games of keep-away. And the procession on to the field was complete with fanfare (apologies for the shaky quality of the video from my iPhone):







Mexico soccer fans are great. I have rarely seen the wave done without any irony. Unfortunately, they also like vuvuzuelas.

The game was brilliant. Despite the youth of the players, there was an added dimension of speed and elegance that seemed to be missing from the MLS game, as fast and as skilled as the Earthquakes and Dynamo were. Senegal was big and strong, but Mexico started the game clearly the superior in terms of creativity and tactics, and their momentum paid off with two penalty kicks earned and converted in the first twenty-five minutes. Senegal looked much improved in the second half and converted a penalty of their own, but Mexico never really looked in danger of losing the match.

It was a great day, capped by a great meal at Tres with our friends Vaughn and Emily, where we had margaritas and shrimp tacos. A perfect flavor for the end of a soccer-flavored Saint Patrick's Day.

Full Speed Ahead With The Earthquakes

Major League Soccer really is a major league.

That sounds simplistic, but bear with me. I've always rooted for the league and the Earthquakes--and when there was no team in San Jose, DC United--but I always subconsciously considered it to be far inferior to the Premier League. The players looked slow, the passes looked slow, the fields looked clunky. Yes, the entire field.

But I've been to two Earthquakes games now, one last year and one on Saturday night, and seeing it in person is an entirely different question. The atmosphere has been outstanding, and everything looks polished smooth, and this is while they are playing at the University of Santa Clara, not even their own stadium--although their own stadium is now officially in the works.

Well, it looked smooth until before kickoff, when a fog machine and pre-match fireworks obscured everything during a strange electric guitar rendition of the national anthem. The anthem went on so long I thought the guitarist got lost along the way.



To see these players up close is to realize how fast and big they are. A shot that on TV looks like a slow bouncing ball actually zips along, passing outside the goalpost almost before it leaves the foot. That's how it felt, at least.

Which makes me realize just how much more intense and rapid a Premier League game must be in person.

2012 has kicked off with a win for the Earthquakes. I can't wait for the next game.

Soccer At The Desperate End

First, there was Germany-England. Now we have Bolton-QPR.

I know, I know, I never thought it would be possible to link the two matchups either. But it must be done.

Everyone remembers the World Cup imbroglio where a shot by England's Frank Lampard clearly crossed the goal line, but a goal was not awarded. That would have tied the match at 2-2. As it was, Germany went on to win 4-1, ending England's run in the tournament. Honestly, I think Germany was the stronger team and would have won anyway, but it clearly should have been a goal.

In today's match, QPR's Clint Hill made a great break to the ball on a corner kick and had a well-struck header that Bolton's goalie Adam Bogdan volleyed up against the crossbar and away from the line. Problem was, it had clearly gone a couple feet over the goal line. The assistant referee did not signal the goal, even though he had the proper positioning. He later claimed not to see it. There was a defender right on the post, but it still seems like he should have seen it cross the line.

The referee was not in a position to make the call either, although he was positioned correctly for a corner, with a vantage point that would allow him to watch for any fouls within the crowd in front of the goal.

Mistakes happen; unfortunately, both these teams are battling to avoid relegation from the Premier League, which would carry a significant financial setback.

Both teams clearly had nerves. Crosses and free kicks were hit too low and straight at defenders far too often--although American Tim Ream, a defender by trade, floated in a lovely cross for Bolton's opening goal. Bolton, by the way, went on to win 2-1, which makes the blown call all the more painful for QPR.

Goal-line technology seems inevitable. I am hesitant over anything that over-technifies* soccer--the omnipresence of television replays that expose every missed call by a referee, for instance--but I think it is a good call. It could actually remove some pressure from referees who are doing a tough job at a fast pace. Additionally, while I dislike the fact that sports are a business, it is not a fact that is going to change, and with so much at stake, I think it is important to make it as fair as possible. So if the goal-line technology can prove to be reliable, or if there is some sort of review process that allows questionable decisions to be reviewed--although such a review process probably wouldn't be feasible without interrupting the flow of the game--then I think it would be a good idea.

*my own term, and I stand by it.