Gentle reader, may I suggest Taylor was talking about us?
Have I reached acceptance yet? Not sure, but I and my hens (who, by the by, correctly picked a draw) felt nothing after another craptastic performance.
And to top it all off, it seems that our talismanic mass of beauty and talent will probably miss Sunday’s match.
Truly, the only Austin FC related joy I’ve found lately is this lovely collaboration between the club and Sage Studio. I personally have known Sam for many years and he is as wonderful in person as he is in this clip.
https://x.com/AustinFC/status/1704975109872611603?s=20
You may have noticed, gentle reader, that I am no longer able to embed Twitter into these nugatory posts of mine. Yet another win for our mighty master, Elon.
Oh, there’s a hat giveaway to try and keep us in the stands. I think Jordan sums it up best:
I asked San Julius what he thought of Sunday’s match. She tottered about, as if drunk, and then vomited twice to the left and nothing to the right.
Yup. Stick a fork in us. We’re done.
Austin 0-2 LA
Louis de Ludovico
Viewing McKalla as his personal empire, Louis lives for the beautiful game. And food. Especially flamingo tongues. A chicken savant.
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