New England at Orlando, Match 32: Not good, Bob!

There are times when I question why I keep a game on, and parts of the first half had me questioning my sanity last night. But, dare I say, the second half continued to give me a false sense of hope that maybe, somehow, despite the odds stacked against ’em, these Revs might still make a run at something.

Delusional, I know, but it is amazing to me that when we play in a formation suited to the roster, we look better. Switching to that 3-5-2/5-3-2 gave us something last night, and we took it to one of the better teams in the league (albeit when they might have come slightly off the gas). Or maybe I am just delusional.

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New England vs. Columbus, Match 31: That was pain

Welp, that fucking sucked. Wish I could be more eloquent in my summary of the game but what’s the point? Pissed away chances, subs pissed themselves, and ultimately we pissed away a point—or even three—to a direct rival in the playoff race.

But please, Curt, explain to us again how our roster was set despite a window still being open and our starting right back going down with an ACL injury.

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New England vs. Charlotte, Match 30: A reprieve or a restart?

For the first time in a month, the New England Revolution won a match. And, man, was that needed. For the boys, of course—but also for me. And the rest of the fandom, and anyone else that gives 2 hoots about this club.

Was it perfect? Far from it. Was it pretty? Nah. But did it count as three points? YES.

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