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I arrived at BWI at around 5 PM and met my friends Brittany and Catherine. Just so y'all know...don't ever, ever book a flight on a 737, especially when the seating has been configured by the folks at Continental. I'm up for a case of deep bone thrombosis, just like Lainie Kazan. I called HooverDam, and I was supposed to meet her at her hotel. Of course, I was late. Darn that Washington traffic.

The get-together for fans was at a bar in what turned out to be the headquarters hotel for the Cup. There was also a more toney get together at another bar across from us. That one featured a guy carying the cup. Soccer celebrities spotted: Brian Hall, Marcelo Balboa, Dante Washington. We figured out pretty quickly that the toney celebration wasn't ours (I had a habit of crashing the wrong events this weekend. More on that later.) We went to the other bar after being informed by a fellow fan we were in the wrong place. I spotted Washington, and I told him I played lacrosse with an old roommate of his. Of course, I couldn't remember the name of the roommate for the life of me.

They had certificates that they handed each one of us that allowed us to get ten dollars worth of stuff for free at the bar. I guess they know that most MLS fans would easily drink three times that much. However, our little group included a teatoatler and a vegitarian. I was not the vegetarian. I took advantage of the discount and ordered the ribs.

Our drinks were served in glasses bearing the 2007 MLS Cup logo. We thought, cool...our first souveneir. However, the staff at the bar was remerkably efficient in taking the glasses away the moment they approached empty. I don't know anything about this directly, of course, but I heard a rumor that several fans snuck these glasses out of the bar.

I was approached by one self-identified "uni-geek" who admired my Tucson Toros hat. When I informed him I own a complete Toros uniform (mid-90's vintage) he got way too giddy. I told him that I also own a jersey from the first season they affiliated with the Astros, a particularly infamous and ugly one. I think he actually orgasmed at that point.

I was the designated driver on the way from the bar (that was, after we got lost trying to get to where the car was parked.). I managed to maneuver my way home somehow.


Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.