Jesus, I turned it off to start making dinner in the 92nd minute. What an atrocity. This team doesn’t deserve to be anywhere near the playoffs. End the misery.
Maloney (5'6") had Montero (5'9") marked and got dunked. In 6 on 1, why is Maloney the one on the coverage? I don't understand.
We parked the bus in the second half with a 1 goal lead and paid the price. Once again, 2 points dropped in the final minutes. This season has been so painful.
Let’s keep the narrative in mind. Despite all the dropped points in the last 15 minutes the Crew isn’t making the playoffs because of Gyasi’s missed chance vs FCC after Caleb Porter had his team completely unprepared to play at home for the first 30 minutes.
Is Trapp injured or does he just not give a shit? On The possession the Crew lost that lead to Vancouvers scoring attack, a crew player, Argudo or Maloney maybe, were left on the sideline being closed down with no options. Trapp was like 15 yards away looking at him. If he just moved 5 yards backwards, he would have been easily open for a square pass but instead made no effort. WTF is up with him? Fresh legs, no effort.
There's a term for that, it's called 'Portering'. Because our coach isn't just a loser, he's the laughing stock of the entire league.
Jesus. You know, as the clock ticked into 93:00, and I saw Vancouver coming forward, I just put my head back and rolled my eyes. Even not expecting it to happen, I was just thinking "yeah, great -- let's give them a chance to win it at the death, because, why wouldn't we." And then a looping cross, a looping header back across the goal, and we've pissed this thing away. Great. Thanks.
Sad thing is we got a TON of help. ORL & MTL lost. Cincy drew Chicago & RSL drew the Revs in NE. If we'd have held the leads vs Chicago, TFC, & VAN we would be sitting in 7th now. Well, max is 41 now. Revs have to lose out. And we need more help from Cincy & TFC next week. Midweek: NE at Portland. Portland must win. Next week: Crew v Philly. We must win. NE v NYC. NE must lose. CHI v TFC. We can still catch the Fire if they win, but a loss would sure help. MTL v ATL. Ditto. Cincy v ORL. Ditto.
I watched most of the game from my phone in a hotel room in Cincinnati. (Here for the comic book expo). I set my phone down at the 85th minute because my son was ready to hit the pool. Kinda glad I missed the end. Ps. If you’ve never been to a comic book convention, the one here in Cincinnati is awesome. There is something here for everyone. It’s become a pilgrimage for my wife and I the past 4 years.
I'm not sure I'd go that far but there are certainly questions. Still, the problem last night was not that we couldnt hold a one goal lead for 75 freakin minutes. Thats a tough job for any team, at any level. (Although giving it up AFTER the ridiculously generous 3 minutes of added time had expired raises other question) No, the real problem is that the Columbus Crew went 93 minutes against a truly awful team and COULDN'T SCORE EVEN ONE GOAL FROM THE RUN OF PLAY. They should never have been in a situation where one late goal trashes the result. All they had to do was score ONE goddam goal over the course of an entire game and they couldn't manage it. One lousy PK goal was all they got. Forget holding a paper thin lead. If you can't score a single goal you arent going to win and you don't deserve to.
It's a thing. Twitter verse has deemed giving up a point altering goal in the waning moments as 'Portering'. It's the blown save of Soccer. Twitter said it, it has to be a fact. The Crew needs to get back to the "Hardest Working Team" motto, improve their conditioning, be the guys busting ass in the last 10 minutes, and not giving up these goals.
1) I hope you can imagine how little I care about whatever the conventional wisdom is on Twitter. 2) Conversely, if we had managed to score even one goddam goal in 93 f*cking minutes against a terrible defense, it wouldnt matter. 3) If you think those guys werent "busting ass the last ten minutes" then either you werent watching the same game I was last night or youve been spending too much time Twitting.
I am positive that you know exactly what Im saying and are just choosing to be a dick so, please, enjoy.
I do know exactly what you're saying, I just don't care. 30% of all goals at the professional level are scored by way of set pieces, so I don't know why it's become so hip (or hipster, perhaps) to bash penalty kick goals all of a sudden. "Run of play goals" has become the new "they only score on the power play," or "they only hit a lot of home runs." I might even be tempted to agree with you when we're talking about GIFTS. Like a player committing a completely unnecessary foul on a non-scoring chance, or a guy who's not near anyone and is clearly going to get control of the ball has it bounce up and hit him in the arm and you get a cheap handball. That's not what this was last night. A great piece of attacking play, Diaz forces a save, shows composure getting it back, finds Santos, and then the penalty happens. Santos is at the penalty spot, with full control of the ball, and the keeper out of position. That's going to be a goal 95% of the time. I'm not going to shit on that simply because the keeper chopped him down. Now, for the argument that we should have done better, considering that Vancouver is that bad... not really. They had 30 points, we had 34. We're not that good. That's the whole freaking point. If we were, we wouldn't be in this damn position in the first place. I don't know who we think we are that we should just assume that we're going to win every time out. The problem wasn't the lack of scoring. The problem is that, once again, we couldn't finish a match off. Ten more seconds. One more clearance. That's all it would have taken. Maloney, who has gotten much better with playing time, got badly beaten. I don't want to hear about why a 5'6" guy is man-marking in that situation... he could have hit his head on the underside of the BC Place roof and still allowed that goal, because he was out of position. Montero got goal-side on him. He was standing basically behind Montero, hoping the ball got to him. Jump all you want at that point; it doesn't matter unless the other guy misses.