5451_113286561835_635616835_2730929_4663025_nYesterday I went to the U.S. vs. Honduras and the Costa Rica vs. Mexico soccer games at Soldier Field. My buddy Terry took his employees as a group outing. When one ticket became available, he called and asked if I was interested in going. I went and I had A LOT of fun. They picked me up in a white limo near my house, and the car was full of Michalob cans and drunk Mexicans. There were four white guys. The rest were latino. There was one Guatamalan, I qualify myself as Puerto Rican, and the rest were Mexican.

I can’t tell you how many people came up to me and spoke Spanish first. The limo driver asked me what my nationality was. He guessed South American or Italian.

The U.S. game was great. U.S. won 2-nil. The two goals were beautiful. One was in the 45th minute, the other in the 90th minute. It was weird, because the seats weren’t filled up for the game, but there were tons of people walking around.

Apparently Mexicans bought the hell out of those tickets, because for the Mexico game, almost every seat was filled with a green shirt. The number over the loud speaker was 55,000 people in attendance. And I bet there were only about 7,000 watching the U.S. game.

What Soldier Field didn’t anticipate was how many drunk people take over the stadium at 9 p.m.. From 4 to 9, a lot of Mexican were tailgating like they’d never tailgated before. Needless to say, they were sloshed.

It pissed me off that the Mexican fans were out of control. When Costa Rico took corner kicks, they would douse the player taking the kick with beer and drinks. It was bad sportsmanship and the Mexicans should feel ashamed at that kind of behavior.

Otherwise, I was glad that I was a “Yes Man” and went along, because otherwise, I would have missed out on a great time.

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