Andrew Errico, "Yeah I Said It" - Episode XX

Laurel Hill, Secaucus – For those of you wondering why I didn’t write a column last week and why this week’s is so short, it’s because I’m holding out for better compensation (You heard me, management, those Star Wars Pez dispensers only get you so far). If I hadn’t received so many emails from readers telling me how their entire weeks were ruined, I probably wouldn’t have even bothered with this one (One Scottish reader claimed that she was rendered constipated all week out of concern for my absence. To you, Shirley Manson, I say, “ your band is very aptly named.”)

SHEFFIELD GOT CREWCIFIED

Nice guys and all (except for the class act who got sent off and spit on the ref’s bag), but Sunday’s game wasn’t very interesting. The true shame of it was that we only scored four goals, but it’s understandable because Coach Dan decided to shuffle the lineup at half. Don’t worry; it’s not like goal differential matters in the League Cup or anything (What’s that? It does matter. Nice move, Grady Little).

WHERE IN THE WORLD IS DIEGO SANDIEGO?

Another game, another Diego sighting. If you’d asked me a month ago what the odds would be that Diego would stick with the same GSSL team for more than two weeks, I’d have said 14,000-1. Alas, it turned out to be too good to be true. I asked one of his teammates what the deal was and he said that Diego actually jumped to five different teams since our mid-March friendly and that we just happened to catch him on the two days that he was playing for them. This Crew member also told me that one of his friends on another team saw Diego switch squads at halftime of a scrimmage, only to leave both of them for a pick-up game in the parking lot during injury time. Honestly, it’s not his fault. What can we expect from someone raised by this lady?

LIVIN’ LA VIDA BOCA

Our next match is against Jersey Shore Boca, which is fine and dandy except I’m not looking forward to the long drive. Maybe I’ll get lucky and see these guys in the slow lane pumping their brakes to the beat.

PRACTICE, PRACTICE, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ…

With the long furlough until our next League Cup game, we won’t be practicing during the week. That’s fine by me because it gives me more time to practice faking being ok with not practicing (rap your head around that one).

Please send all honors, holy water and haka dances to andrew.errico@gmail.com.

- May 19, 2009