Gentle reader, El FC did not, in fact, win. My beloved hens and I were fighting the over-emotionality of others and predicted a win. Our optimism was wrong. We apologize for missing the score, but not the sentiment. If there is any positive to take from this match, it’s that Phil also missed his prediction….
Gentle reader, the results of our El FC have been less than stellar. Our last match was not good. My beloved hens did pick the score exactly. Phil West? He came close. In the immortal words of Archimedes, I shouted “Eureka!” The poor results have turned my hens into emo hens. They’ve internalized the pain…
Never, gentle reader, did I think this season would unfold the way it has so far. Our last game was a bit of a dud. Yes, my hens predicted a loss. In their defense, if you actually watched the game, it felt like a loss. Going into detail, trying to figure out all that is…
Gentle reader, it’s been a trying season for us so far. Our woes continued last week, losing to LAFC. We can’t claim it as a surprise, though. Both our lovely hens picked the outcome and so did Phil West. Let’s not mince words. We’re playing badly. Having said that, let me be clear: we’re not…
Gentle reader, it has been some time since El FC last played. We can all agree it was a frustrating night. And, yes, my hens recalibrated and nailed the score. I would like to humbly add that, although I appreciate the optimism of Phil West, he failed in his prediction. Whenever I walk along the…
Gentle reader, my hens and I were wrong. Our beloved El FC didn’t win. In fact, they lost to a bunch of jort sharters. Perhaps the only solace I am taking is that the (previously assumed) omniscient Phil West failed in his prediction as well. What is clearly needed is a recalibration. A recalibration for…
Gentle reader, we have learned this week that being an Austin tifoso is no easy task. In fact, we must always be prepared for fortune to sling us about, both to and fro. Case in point: this week’s crashing out of the CCL. But, the fickle soccer gods taketh and giveth. Last week, my hens,…
Gentle reader, our last home game was a delight. It was a lesson in delayed gratification. I can’t speak for you, but I never lost doubt. The resulting release of emotion was as if I were on Eschscholtz Atoll. I’m not one to brag, but my hens, of course, picked the victory. I’m also not…
Dear readers, I can’t lie to you. This has been a doleful week. Although I stand by what my beloved hens predicted, nevertheless there seem to be powers even greater than chickens. This game buffeted me about like a ship in stormy seas. The failure to win was bad enough to take, but this loss…
Hello, gentle readers. It’s been some time since we last met. Fear not, though. We’re back and ready to start this new campaign, giving El FC the support we’re known for. Some things have happened, club-wise around these here parts. For example, this beauty is no longer playing with us. But this beauty is. And…