I woke up to the news that my Capitals couldn’t score a goal and now trail the worst team in the playoffs 2 games to none (I guess that makes THEM the worst team in the playoffs). Then I look and see that DC United is doing just fine in their quest for mediocrity. And I didn’t win Powerball? AGAIN!?!?!

In a rather foul mood, I took the train to the Sapporodome to see Consadole Sapporo play Cerezo Osaka:

I got a ticket, bought some schwag, and went in.

Red and black, I like that...

The grass is synthetic, but they say you can’t tell the difference when you play on it.

Futbol is universal. The loud ones (North Force) had their flags and drums and horns and chants and songs:

I wanted to sit with the loud people, but they gave me a ticket to the rich people section. Lost in translation, I guess.

Osaka wears pink (sissies). Now THAT’s a team I can cheer against:


Seems like every team needs a stupid bird mascot:



Consadole surgically demolished the boys in pink:

If it wasn’t for missed shots and the crossbar, it could have been 10 - 1.

Hat-trick boy getting interviewed after the game:

Today’s Engrish:

Good time. Now I feel a little bit better. At least SOMEBODY knows how to win...