We can all learn from the Red Sox!

Look, it is not that hard. We have all been doing it for like 20 years. Possibly more. It should be second nature by now. It is not very difficult. Sometimes it may require communication, teamwork, and collaboration. Other times it just takes looking in the mirror and deciding that you are going to be the one to step up and get it done. Everyone needs to take responsibility and be accountable. Sure it is a moment for soul-searching and reflection but more importantly it is time for action.

That's right, someone needs to step up and bring beers to our god damn soccer games every week! None of this, “Oh well I brought them last week,” or “I have to run to my kid’s First Communion right after the game” or whatever. No. Step up. Be accountable. You go grocery shopping on Saturday? Throw a twelve pack in the cart. Fillin up your car with gas sometime during the week? Stop in the Quicky mart and grab an 18-rack. Hell, I don’t care if you piss in an empty Corona bottle and call it beer! You think Brendan won’t drink it?! Then once you’ve either bought beers or pissed in 6 Corona bottles, fire off an email to management and let us know about your heroic gesture. With those easy steps you will help fill the Villians with winning characteristics that they have clearly been lacking. Accountability. Victory. Heroism.

Losing 6-2 is one thing. But what is more embarrassing is having to walk by the back of someone on the other team’s car, where all of their players are huddled up, passing around beers, chatting about the game and having a good time, knowing that we are just headed back to our cars empty handed. Granted it was a nice consolation prize to find a Manchester establishment with 99 cent Bud drafts and 50 cent wings, but do we really need to help build up the economy of Manchester-By-The-Sea?!

To paraphrase an anonymous Villian. “Look, I don’t play soccer to play soccer. I play it to get out of my house for a few hours and get drunk.”

Clearly the lack of beers affected the Villians on the field Sunday. Rabbit tucked in a nice goal in the first half off a rebound of a Garv shot, but clearly his concentration and stamina were shot in the second half, resulting in a missed penalty kick. Was it the lack of his typical pre-game pounder? Me thinks so.

I (Nick), knowing there were no beers to look forward to after the game, was clearly on edge, channeling my inner-Jamie and screaming at John after one of many Hurricane break-aways (Sorry bout that bro. Would have loved to offer you a beer afterwards to reconcile, but…. well….).

One positive is that nobody told Joe that there were no beers to look forward to after the game, so he was unaffected, ran like a dog like he always does, and scored a real nice goal in the second half. It is also worth noting that The Villians were lacking in players and everyone who showed up played pretty well. The Villians just lost focus and concentration in the second half, and the Hurricanes turned a pretty close game into a lopsided one.

There are some things we can control and some things we can’t. If we win out we will be in good shape, but still have to hope that the Hurricanes lose. Win or lose though, we can always show up with a cooler filled with cold, crisp, refreshing beers (or even luke-warm bottles of piss). Whether or not we accomplish this though depends entirely on each of us taking personal responsibility for the greater cause: Villians gettin they post-game fade on. Cheers.