A subdued series of salutations to our Blue Ballers. The qualifier hangover is real and it may go on for days yet. Jake and Trey, recording literal minutes after the collapse of American men's soccer on an international stage, are here to talk shop. Marathon rants on the subject of What Happened and What Happens Next, followed by a little MLS shop talk and, yes, somehow, we manage to squeeze some NYCFC in there. Chicago last, New England next, Atlanta nipping at our heels and the threshold in the East all sealed up - it sure looks a lot like endseason. Put some ice on it, amigos. You've got blue balls. #gulatiout
Salutories, blue ballers. We offer you salutations but no solutions as we return to the airwaves with nothing but frustration with our East Hartford Boys In Blue as they leave two crucial points on the table against one of the least threatening sides in MLS. And the hard stuff is just getting started. Trey and Jake precap a scrappy Montreal and a hot Chicago Fire in anticipation of what promises to be a tough battle with the southern menace for the coveted No. 2 seed in the postseason. Plus: high Stakes for Belmont. Don't adjust your dial, adjust your inseam: you've got Blue Balls.
Ahoy there Blue Mateys, welcome back to another raucous fracas of your favorite Harlemites discussing the boys in azul.
We start out Rapidly dismantling the bads and very-bads from this weekend's mile high heartbreak, followed by a rambunctious revisit of the front office's C*nnecticut Compunction. Also, Chanot-go? (PRE-Apol-chanot-gy.) And finally (graciously), we get into the X's and O's of this weekend's displace-a-thon against the Houston (say it right) Dynamo.
L'Shanah Tovah, you've got Blue Balls.
Welcome, blue ballers, to the beautiful advancing tide of ritual death we know as SEPTEMBER. And with that tide of death, what else can you expect but the return of JAKE from the literary prison to which he was banished all those months ago?
The boys are back together and the cock jokes prove it as JAKE and TREY recap the end of the Hudson River Derby, Villa injury concerns, and meticulously evaluate all thirty one stadium location options. Then: a collective gulp and a precap for a midweek SKC confrontation. Either you're just happy to see us, or else you've got Blue Balls.
Hujambo Bluu Mipira, got those hiking boots ready for the long day's journey into... wait how many miles away are we talking about? The homie and resident New Yawker breaks down the "home" game move with Trey, as well as dwelling on the positive covering our recent success. Then... wait, we have to play the R*dbulls again? And is Jake ever going to come back?? Answers to all these and more coming through. Hold on to your Yangels, you've got blue balls.
Buon fine settimana mio Blue Ballers, and thanks for tuning in to yet another raucous episode. With the cryptic blog post of Andrea Pirlo's girlfriend heralding the immanent return of Jake, Trey brings yet another special guest in friend of the pod and podcast veteran Andrew Kaberline.
We navigate a corrupted audio file halfway through, though not ignoring our staple home win against the conglomerate heifers. We also tap into journalistic integrity, "NYCFCFC", and quickly preview our cross country cosmic foe the LA Galaxy. Hold on to your butts, you've got Blue Balls.
Special thanks to Andrew, whose plugs are:
Oh David V., Oh David V.
The Eastern Table's changing
Oh David V., Oh David V.
A Cup would be amazing
With Brillant's head and Lewis' shoes
Our scoring chances are not few
Oh David V., Oh David V.
They're Fire, you were blazing
Please bring all of our injured players new ligaments and bones, our city a new Stadium, TAM, GAM, some Honey Ham,
(Oh, and Pirlo wants a bottle of wine)
Bon fin de semais mon blue ball-ettes, but NOT so bon for our boys in bleu. After a disappointing loss to the Canadian Alabaster Triagonals, Trey was still listless and panicky without a cohost with whom to rant. Luckily (Luka-ly) an oh so willing C.M. Brandon from MLSFemale.com (@Lukacharms) swooped in via speaker phone to help co-wallow in despair.
This week we talked the keys to bouncing back, a freezing hot stove, and jump right into the most terrifying stretch of the season by looking up toward the pack leaders: Toronto and Chicago. Sprinkled in was a festive holiday game you can play along with at home while cradling your pup and a gimlet. Don't forget to make it a double, you've got blue balls.
(Special thanks to our guest C.M. Brandon of MLSFemale.com! )
Jambo Smurfballers, your favorite red 100 emoji in podcast form is back in action and down to whiskey business this week with a special guest. Martin Bihl of Last Word on Soccer joins lone baller Trey in an especially long winded and raucous episode harkening back to the podcast's roots. From whispers to riff-raff, loquaciousness to temperance, this chapter really covers all of the bases (har har).
We begin by delving into Martin's inconspicuous and unorthodox journalistic approach, then sift through all of the glorious reasons why the boys in azul took over the sister state while reflecting on what the not-monster-energy-crew could have done right. Then, meaningless mid-season platitudes and the slowest lightning round that ever was before previewing our upcoming clash against the newest and chippy-est expansion team the Great Lakes have ever seen. And yes, like a PATH train ticket line on a Saturday afternoon, this episode is unnecessarily long. Inflate us and bring us to The Rockaways, you've got blue balls.
Lost and alone, and forever afraid bluebrodies and bluegallies.
Trey here, sans Jake (who is trapped in an interdimensional vortex via Pirlo's autobiography), and even the minute being trapped in the top of a tower with nothing but a typewriter that writes these episode descriptions is at Rehoboth Beach with his buddies for the time being. But my loneliness' constant approach has been quelled for the moment when none other than Mike from pod-powerhouse Blue City Radio came to save the day with the fruition of a MEGA-POD.
Jake magically imprinted a prelude from page 65 of his personal hell hole, then Mike and I jump into an extra long ruckus starting with Rivalry Week (tm) media day, and bouncing between our US Open Cup dismay, Supersonic redemption, and the Derby of which we're all secretly very nervous. We even hit Stertzer-ghazi and a fun NBA Draft fact as well. Strap-in, hang tight, and let loose; you've got Blue Balls.
(EXTRA BIG THANKS to the sui generis Mike from Blue City Radio, check them out, and stay tuned in the fyutch for more CityPGL)