Introducing Blackfoot member Ambrose Burnside

The FootPrint

Happy birthday BlackFoot!  DC United's newly formed fledgeling fan club just turned 1.  We are napping, dirtying our diapers and crying all the time.  The BlackFoot faithful celebrated with their biggest tailgate of the season with numbers that would have the Barra Brava shaking in their South American made sandals.  Okay, maybe it would have had the Screaming Eagles quaking in their Keds.  Or, perhaps it was more like El Norte was trembling in their, well I don't know what they wear, they sit so f'ing far away who can tell?  At the very least the family in the caravan next to us were slightly nervous, all footwear aside.  Suffice it to say we had a lot of fringe Footers in attendance and the party was on.  On top of all this excitement was the belated (I get it Chris, I missed your birthday) birthday celebration of our very own Colonel of Music (definitely) and Beer (occasionally).  The Eternal Colonel was celebrating his acceptance into the recently retired community and the fact that his prostate is still slightly smaller than his head.  BlackFoot founders, significant others, family and friends all partied like Santino Quaranta in the early years.  

We could be found in our usual spot with all the amenities you have come to love or loathe at our tailgates.  The completely crooked Turkey Table that you could place on a basketball court and it would still wobble like a Weeble, the tent that has decapitated more people than the guillotine, the grill that has been used "gently" if Lennie from "Of Mice and Men" is defining the term, the BlackFoot Beanbag Boards . . . no joke, those things are fun, and of course the classic Chris and Rich clashes that over time may have changed topics but have never changed decibel levels.  It was good to have a big gang together and it made for a great, multifaceted tailgate.  BlackFoot fringe member Graziano played for the skins team, in fact he was the sole member of the skins team, to the chagrin of the shirts.  The sun bounced off his pale body to the point that you needed a homemade viewing device just to look at him.  He looked like the cover of the Beatles "White" album, except skinnier.  He stepped behind a light pole and vanished like Bilbo Baggins at his own birthday party.  I know I told the Chef not to give away his brand new BlackFoot t-shirts, but I think sometimes an exception is in order.  

The recently ordained BlackFoot brewmaster Justin and his wife Emily won the "traveled the farthest to be here" award but the real prize was the home brew that traveled that distance with them, all the way from NC.  Did I mention his middle name is Porter?  A treat of a wheat beer and a better than good bitter were enjoyed by the Colonel and I and anyone who managed to swipe a sip.  Good stuff.  The Colonel held counsel with Justin in order to gain some brewing advice with hopes of starting up our own DCU Brew Crew.  I think the name "BlackFoot Bitter" has a nice ring to it . . . or maybe a "BlackFeet Wheat"?  Something to think about and drool over.

Greetings form the grill; which on this day looked like a meat truck hit it.  Burgers and brats multiplied like Gizmo when he got wet.  It was crazy crowded on that grill but I am pretty sure that no meat touched the lone veggie burger.  It looked like Custer's last stand on there, if he had been made of soy and black beans.  That veggie melt was truly a pariah patty, but no doubt it was enjoyed by it's victim (thats my girl!).  The whole crew was clogging arteries except for the Colonel and his wife.  What's the matter Colonel Sanders, chicken?  We had enough baked goods to open up our own Entenmann's aisle and more chips than the California highways.  Since most Footers brought and cooked their own food I hope that the Chef enjoyed his day off, and enjoyed the pork loin that was not ready in time when he got home that night.  Hulk thought game Sunday!  Add all the beer to the mix and it was only a matter of time before my old friends heartburn and hangover showed up.  Ugggh.  

After a great tailgate we went into the game.  Our beloved United against the Fire for first place.  The game was great, the most fun I had watching DCU so far.  Jaime shined from the spot and Gomito blasted a beauty from outside the 18.  Awesome.  Not to mention Josh "Candle" Wicks (cause he's on fire?) who denied McBride (loved him on the US team) from the spot to preserve the three points.  Some great team play from Jackass, Wallace and Pirate Clyde ensured that we are no longer just flirting with first place.  Well done lads!

Line of the day: I promise to get better at this, I am not entirely sure how but I am fairly confident it means less beer.  So I might not get better.  Come on comments section!

We were glad to see our DCU Insider partying despite his recent increase in spare time.  Since he just got laid off one can only hope that he went home that night and got laid on.  Forget fantasy seats, may we meet again mezzanine, and goodbye game day gear (unless purchased from the new online team store, finally).  Not all the news is bad since this now means that Matty can spend a little more time tossing the bean bag with the Foot who will no doubt make fun of the new Philly franchise who may be hiring.  The BlackFoot should have put in a good word with Nowak when they saw him at the last game!  Though he would not have understood it.   

Congrats to the BlackFoot on turning 1 and congrats to me for not paying the parking fee for Chris "sans cash" Saunders for the first time.  Instead I paid for his brother.  Great to see everyone, drink beers, eat food and most of all watch the boys in black win a battle.  Hope to see more fresh faces at the tailgates that are coming up and as always, I can't wait to tailgate.  

Hughligans

Happy Birthday Colonel!

As the BlackFoot get ready to turn one year old this summer one of their original members is celebrating his own birhtday. Congratulations to the Colonel of Music and kind of Beer who turned 54 yesterday! There is no doubt that the rapidly aging colonel will be celebrating this Saturday with his BlackFoot brehteren as he gums a chicken sandwich and hikes his pants up to his nipples. He will, most likely, shatter one stereotype of the elderly though as he will no doubt yell at the kids to turn up the music instead of down, unless it's Phish. Happy birhtday Colonel, you cranky old bastard!

DCU vs Chicago

When: Saturday, June 13th

What time: 7:30 pm

Who:DCU vs Chicago for first place

What time are we showing up:3:30

What to bring: Chips, dips, birthday cake, beer, apps, stuff to throw on the grill


Come on out saturday to throw the old bean bag and hang out with the Blackfoot. The chef will be manning the grill so bring him something good to eat. If anyone has a portable table they can bring, please do. Paper platets and paper towels as well.

DCU vs Red Bull Post wrap up

The day started out horrible with a lot of rain and no sunshine in sight. We pre-gamed it at Hamlins with some FIFA and some beers. Some suggested that we stay in all night and do that, however common sense prevailed and we headed out for Lot 8. The tailgate was short and sweet, beers were had, bladders were relieved, and the rain fell. On the walk into the game, with my eagle eyes, spotted one Petr Nowak, former DCU coach/legend now head coach of the Philadelphia Union. Walking with Mr Nowak was Josh Gros and his girlfriends fine ass body. On pointing out Petr and thanking him for his DCU service, The Dr of Dank decided to give Petr a dissertation on loyalty, screaming from behind me towards Nowak, "traitor! traitor! your a traitor". I could not tell if the smirk on Petr's face was one of innocent laughter or was he thinking "you little shit American, I would fucking break your gimp ass in two if this was Warsaw". I'm thinking the latter due to Petr's reputation on and off the field. Now on to the game, Josh Wicks has established himself as the Number #1 keeper in DC this Summer. He had an astounding game and was my MOTM. Santino once again is in fine form and he scored first for the good guys in the 42nd minute. This happened on a wonderful build up play and assist from Fred. In the second half NY mounted a weak comeback which turned futile because of Wicks. Who once again, for the third start in a row, impressed. Later in the game, Gomito went on sizzling run in the box, only to be hacked down by a crappy NY defender. This got the ref's attention and we were awarded the penalty kick. Moreno stepped up and cooley slid it past the keeper to make the score, DCU 2 NY 0. And that's how the game ended up. Some side notes from the game, the executive high up in DCU got us great VIP seats with free beer and food. Unfortunately for Smith that food was cooked during the last game over a week ago, at least thats what I could tell from Smith's hunching over in agony in the passenger seat on the way home. Also be sure to pick up your official FC Blackfoot T-Shirt that Chef had made up, nice work Hulk. Hopefully we will see you all this Saturday for FC Blackfoot's birthday party, more details to follow in the coming days.

Bring it on NYRB

With a combines 8-5 scoreline from our first two meetings of the season, I think we can expect to see some goals on Thursday, let's hope they're our goals, not theirs. NY enters with three straight loses, and we enter after a heartbreaking loss to NE on a shitty call. Let's be loud this week boys, we need the three points more than ever if we want to keep pace with Chicago.