Monday, October 5, 2009

GALAXY VS. REAL SALT LAKE

We Roderick's love soccer. That's no secret. We go to Galaxy games whenever we can and the occasional Chivas match. Our greatest joy, however, is when we get to go to a Real Salt Lake game when they are challenging the Galaxy in Salt Lake City.

This happened several years ago and the whole family attended. Davidson's, Randolph's, Roderick's. Rice-Eccles field on the campus of the University of Utah is transformed into a pitch. Addi and Meghan (bff) made tee-shirts for the game. "Mrs. Donovan" and "Landon's girl" were the slogans tainting the cotton blends. Everyone ate snacks . . . everyone was yelling . . . grandparents were laughing . . . cousins were astounded . . . Roderick's are exhuberant fans . . . good times.

We had the Expedition at the time, so had lots of room in the car and we told all the kids they could ride with us back to the Randolph homestead. We piled in and took off not expecting the traffic that was ahead. We sat in the car and talked a bit and then were challenged to make it exciting. We rolled all the windows down and started chanting "LA Galaxy" among all the Real Salt Lake fans. In turn, some fans started chanting "Real Salt Lake" and it was on. We were rocking the car and throwing down. RJ and Olivia, nephew and niece, couldn't believe what was happening around them. It was a crack-up to watch. It played out as a perfect evening with the kids.

Now, my sister and I are very different. She is very quiet and reserved. I am not. My niece and nephew would never expect their mom to behave as I did and they thought this was very unusual behavior for adults such as Scott and I. As soon as we pulled into the Randolph driveway and parked the car, my niece was out of the car and running to tattle on her auntie and uncle. She couldn't wait to report all the despicable behaviors their mom's sister had exhibited. Shelly just shakes her head . . . she knows her sister.

Huh. We wouldn't be Uncle Scott and Auntie Cindy if something nuts didn't happen when we're around.

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