coming up a bit short in austin
disappointing results at the UT cup for the big H. we had one of the strongest teams in recent memory (i've played in this cup five of the last seven years). very solid lineup, and we came out strong despite being placed in a very tough group: columbia, ut-austin, and upenn.
handled columbia easily, 3-1. tied a surprisingly tough ut team, 2-2. good game for us as we came back to tie. really should have won it, as they cleared two balls off the goal line.
against upenn, dominated the first half and found ourselves up 2-0. we were looking to sail through group play until the last twenty minutes. our center mid (and best player) got a red card, two defensive lapses led to two goals, and then we got another red card when one of our defenders stopped a sure goal with his hands after our goal keeper was caught out of position. it's actually the right play to make, because it keeps a sure goal out of the net in return for a penalty kick, which is something less than a sure goal. as it turned out, our keeper made an amazing save to block the penalty kick, keeping us in the game. but playing with nine players proved too difficult for us to put in the winning goal. at 1-0-2, we finished group play with five points, not enough to advance to the quarterfinals.
made the pilgrimage to salt lick, the best bbq on earth, out in driftwood. picnic tables, live music, and byob. we brought a cooler of beer and reserved a table for 27 (yeah, i know salt lick doesn't take reservations normally, but talking to jaime at the corporate office helps). the all you can eat deal, plus blackberry and peach cobbler was delectable. afterwards, bloodninja and mrs. bloodninja took us to the broken spoke. an honest honky tonk--none of that new country or line dancing garbage. a real blues country band in the derailers, and nothing but texas two-step on the dance floor. ok, what dr. wintermute and i did was not exactly the two-step, but we were out there.
i was in a terrible mood, sulking and holding my head pretty much the whole night (in addition to being pretty sore after playing close to 180 minutes of soccer that day). in short, i was not pleasant to be around.
after the derailers, we hit club deville, which is actually the first bar in austin that i ever went to (sometime around march of '02). very strange crowd that night. the best i can describe it was the manson family-meets-lumberjack vibe-meets-tweekers-meets-post islamic conversion cat stevens.
at least someone is keeping austin weird.
handled columbia easily, 3-1. tied a surprisingly tough ut team, 2-2. good game for us as we came back to tie. really should have won it, as they cleared two balls off the goal line.
against upenn, dominated the first half and found ourselves up 2-0. we were looking to sail through group play until the last twenty minutes. our center mid (and best player) got a red card, two defensive lapses led to two goals, and then we got another red card when one of our defenders stopped a sure goal with his hands after our goal keeper was caught out of position. it's actually the right play to make, because it keeps a sure goal out of the net in return for a penalty kick, which is something less than a sure goal. as it turned out, our keeper made an amazing save to block the penalty kick, keeping us in the game. but playing with nine players proved too difficult for us to put in the winning goal. at 1-0-2, we finished group play with five points, not enough to advance to the quarterfinals.
made the pilgrimage to salt lick, the best bbq on earth, out in driftwood. picnic tables, live music, and byob. we brought a cooler of beer and reserved a table for 27 (yeah, i know salt lick doesn't take reservations normally, but talking to jaime at the corporate office helps). the all you can eat deal, plus blackberry and peach cobbler was delectable. afterwards, bloodninja and mrs. bloodninja took us to the broken spoke. an honest honky tonk--none of that new country or line dancing garbage. a real blues country band in the derailers, and nothing but texas two-step on the dance floor. ok, what dr. wintermute and i did was not exactly the two-step, but we were out there.
i was in a terrible mood, sulking and holding my head pretty much the whole night (in addition to being pretty sore after playing close to 180 minutes of soccer that day). in short, i was not pleasant to be around.
after the derailers, we hit club deville, which is actually the first bar in austin that i ever went to (sometime around march of '02). very strange crowd that night. the best i can describe it was the manson family-meets-lumberjack vibe-meets-tweekers-meets-post islamic conversion cat stevens.
at least someone is keeping austin weird.
posted by Wintermute at 9:15 AM
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It was great to have you there at The Derailers show. Come on back any time!
Basil McJagger
The Derailers
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