by: Evan Floyd
A lot of things happened before, during, and after the first leg of the Dirty River Derby on Saturday. Some of them were cool, some were decidedly uncool, and some were just randomly noteworthy. Lists are a nice way of breaking down an event, but rankings are even better. Because lists are just rankings that no one bothered to rank. So, here are the ten interesting things that happened, ranked from least awesome to most awesome.
- Incident Free Exit.
The fine people of Cincinnati were definitely bummed to have lost their home opener, but I have yet to hear about any of them being any more abusive to their tormentors than was strictly necessary. That’s not always the case.
- Plenty of LouCity audio for the drive.
Between the drive there, the drive back, and the mini-drive from Molly’s to Nippert, we had about 220 minutes of car time. Fortunately we had plenty of talk about our boys in Purple. Soccer City Radio, The Coach O’Connor Show, Barrel Proof Podcast, Final Judgement Podcast, and In The House Podcast clocked in at almost exactly that much audio content. All LCFC, all the time.
- The Weather.
This would have ranked higher if it had been even three degrees warmer. It was the exact temperature where it isn’t cold enough to really complain, but cold enough to make you constantly aware of the fact that it could be warmer. No precipitation was pleasant.
- Purple Kazoo magic!
The Scouse’s House kazoos haven’t been formally rolled out yet, but man, those things are loud. We only brought one on the trip (the one Paco didn’t know how to play on the “In The House” podcast last week) but it held its own against 25,000 people in BLORANGE. Can’t wait to hear these babies when the whole House is humming on ‘em.
- Smuggled Kraken Rum.
I don’t know ANYONE who would try to bring a loaded flask into a sporting event. And yet, somehow, it appeared. Cameron scored his goal just seconds after that flask hit my lips, so I will assume that there was cosmic voodoo associated with the rum.
- Pre-game pleasantries.
When the Scouse’s House tailgate relocated from Molly Malone’s in the Highlands to Molly Malone’s in Covington, we left friendly faces for enemy territory. But the Cinci fans couldn’t have been kinder. They weren’t quite willing to hang an LCFC scarf in their bar (we said “no” to their suggested placement in the bathroom)… but they were gracious and only as obnoxious as we were. I find that I like FCC fans better in small groups.
- The “Streamer Things” Tifo failing so spectacularly.
It was a good idea. And the streamers themselves gave me a chuckle. But the Tifo itself appears to have been too ambitious. The banner in the back didn’t stand straight enough. It was hard to read and it undermined itself. Full of ambition but lacking in execution. Much like FCC itself.
3b. Lancaster slotting one in past a flat-footed Evan Newton.
Scoring the game winner is always phenomenal, even when you’ve got to wait an additional 77 minutes to KNOW that it was the game winner. Some sloppy defense in the box allowed Cam to wiggle free and section 101 into a frenzy.
3a. Paco clearing the line.
So FCC gets loose on the break and it looks for all the world like they were about to level the game. The shot comes off of Greg’s hands and is still en route to the back of the net. And suddenly, from NOWHERE, Paco Craig goes flying into the goal, clears the ball a hair in front of the line, and saves the day. Hard to know what momentum and crowd noise would have done for FCC if that had gone in. Instead, Paco helped guarantee a THIRD STRAIGHT CLEAN SHEET. (Fourth if you could the USL Cup Final).
- My Old Kentucky Home drowning out that lame Cincinnati song.
I’ve never hidden the fact that I mostly grew up in a Cincinnati suburb. In fact, the talented young woman who sang the National Anthem and that lame Cincinnati song was a classmate of mine. We sang show tunes together in sparkly formal wear. But as someone who grew up in the region, I can tell you definitively that no one knows that lame Cincinnati song. It’s not a thing. As is so often the case, My Old Kentucky Home didn’t pick up much steam until we got to “Weep no more my lady”… but once we found it, we thoroughly drowned out a stadium full of people with no real traditions and a talented woman with a microphone (shouts to April).
- We won.
No matter how much fun aspects of this match were, nothing is sweeter than rolling out with 3 points while your rivals are forced to lick their wounds and wonder how we got the better of them. That smooth taste of victory.
Next up is the “Black Out” game versus Richmond on Saturday. Let’s pack that place and keep riding this winning thing. And as always… Go City!