Herrera and Glad combine to just not mark the big Dynamo defender. Lucky for us he whiffed on the header, because he was wide open and so was the goal. Dunny appropriately eviscerating our naivete on defense tonight.
I am stunned. We could have had five or six in the first half, then almost gave up three in the second half, and then we got two in stoppage.
UN-FREAKIN-BELIEVABLE! WOW! Just wow! I was resigned, like Dunny, that this team was toast. Season changing victory? Could be, who knows but it’s definitely one that we could look back on as a turning point. Now go keep the cup.
As much as I harp on Bofo, thanks Bud. Nice play to draw the PK. Props to Villarreal to have the balls to make that call.
I'll admit, I was pissed off at Bofo initially because I thought he dove. And he may have embellished, but it was indeed a foul.
Just Deserts... Even The game was more violent and wide open than John Wayne Bobbit's urethra. Both defenses were borderline horrible. The Putna vs. Star Lord sweepstakes was a arguably a draw. Why the Dynamo could have won Houston won the middle third of the game, especially in the 60's. It did not look good for RSL at that point. Their goal was a pinball luke shot, but they had shots they probably should have scored on too. Why RSL deserved to win 25 shots... Bofo lit shit up when he came in. He was a water skeeter out there, basically creating both goals with quick movement. I think he's MotM despite Rusnak. Rusnak lit shit up with his finishing (thank God). RSL was more fit down the stretch...much quicker. After 90 minutes we saw serious surges from Sunny, Rusnak, Bofo. It was pretty. Things I can take away as positive Not the defense - we're starting 1-2 guys who shouldn't be MLS starters. The Besler hate is just. The team plays faster when Silva and Beckerman are not on the field. ZOMG is that ... fitness on the road in Houston? A LOT of quick one-touch play today...the chemistry in attack we saw towards the end of last year is starting to show up now and again. Granted, we had some bad turnovers with that style, but as a whole it helped more than it hurt (though it was close a couple of times). Reality Check 1.46 points per game. We've played more games than others. The 4th place thing, like the Mayflies swarming the teams' cars in the SLC Airport Parking lot, is ephemeral and RSL is still an average team. Good teams (LAFC, even Montreal) simply abuse us.
What? We won at Houston in August? Are you sure that this was RSL, the team from dry-as-a-bone, no-humidity Utah, that won and not the other way around? You guys are trying to pull a fast one on me and when I go to the MLS propaganda site, it will be Houston winning 3-0 against a flat RSL. I didn't just fall off the turnip truck (or the swimpool float). You can't fool me.
This was such a crazy game. To go from figuring we'd lose before the 90th, to being excited to getting a point in the 94th, then getting a penalty. I love that the graphic on the broadcast can't go to 100 minutes so the time just stopped at 99:59
I didn't tune in to watch because I had a day full of soccer of my own and then a work party that night. As I was driving home from the party I heard that we were down 1-0 in the 87th minute and was like "******** this, getting ice cream". My point? Go get ice cream
This kind of victory is psychologically powerful. Pulling DESERVED victory from the jaws of defeat. The team played well enough to win convincingly, yet hadn't found the net. Rusnak rants at half time about it and apparently decided to put the team on his back and show them how it's done. Lead on Rusnak, lead on!
My experience was a bit similar. I was at a board game con in N. Virginia. Came up to the room expecting a later start (forgot we were in Houston). Checked Google at 85th and saw we were down 1:0... in Houston... I thought... well, no reason to scramble to stream the game on my computer... Checked again to see the final score and saw 1:2 RSL!?!? WTF? So, I had to stream the replay on ESPN which took to 1:00 a.m. We clearly played well enough to win. So, well done, boys!