Made it to the Galaxy’s MLS opener, albeit it the middle of the first half.
Not much to report, beyond the ales we devoured and the goal Edson Buddle scored on a header off the foot of David Beckham.
The rest was essentially a wash, with the three unanswered goals Real Salt Lake scored in the last 20 minutes, and the treks to and from the parking lot making the evening more aerobic than planned.
We got back to my brother’s place in Lake Forest and his fiance’ made some great chicken piccata with potatoes and brussel sprouts. Hey, she likes to cook and I like to eat.
Nothing profound. Just a fairly decent evening, overall.