Another day another loss

Well yesterday saw SoCal SC (that's the cheese' current Soccer Club) go down 4-1 against...whoever the hell that team was. Bringing SoCal's current record to 1-4. It is a bit hard to compete in games, though, when you start with only 8 men on the field. This game seemed to be more even tempered, but still saw 4 yellow cards handed out, and one of those was to the opposing goalie. There was a tense moment when it seemed there might be a fist fight on the field, but luckily no crow bars appeared this time.

In non-recreational, 25 and over sports news (read: professional) the Dodgers fired 33 year old GM Paul Depodesta. Which leaves the boys in blue sans Manager and General Manager.

Dear Mr. McCourt,

Please hire the cheese as the next Dodgers GM. He promises to attend all home games (unlike former GM Depodesta) and if he doesn't improve on the 91 losses of last season then he'll forfeit the remainder of his contract. Which, the cheese thinks you'll agree, is much better than firing someone and paying him the remaining three years on his contract. Also, I promise not to sign horribly injury prone players, or trade away high level prospects for players who get into fights with fans.

Yours,
the cheese

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Asian Invasion

So the cheese is once again plying his skills on the pitch (for you football [or soccer as dumbass American's would say] uninitiated). Having found a team via Craigslist the cheese was happy to back kicking the ball around. An overheard snippet at this week's game, however, has made the cheese question his choice of teammates. It seems that in last week's match (which the cheese missed) one of the cheese' teammates nearly got into some fisticuffs with an opposing player. After the match said teammate then absconded to his automobile to fetch a crowbar to finish the tussle.

Over half of the team consists of Vietnamese guys who all show up roughly two minutes after the game is supposed to start, and barely speak of word of English during the game. This, of course, makes it hard to play as a "team." But the Asian faction does not seem to care. The fact that they are Vietnamese does not bother the cheese as he has played with people from the Czech Republic, Ireland, Brazil, various Latin countries, and he even played on a team with an Asian guy named Jaime (the Spanish pronunciation) and a black guy named Yoshi who grew up in Japan. The thing that bothers the cheese is the very real possibility that over half of his team in somehow connected to the Vietnamese Mafia.