A Real Salt Lake blog, 2011–2013
Another late one. Ho hum. Nothing new. Let's dive into something, shall we? One reader, Kreg, has done a tremendous thing by keeping track of the average power rankings across the league and across various media outlets, so let's take a…
Right, another late one from me, so you've got my apologies on that. But there's some news to go through, so let's not dally around apologizing and the like, shall we? First, and perhaps foremost, is the news that Kyle Beckerman and Nick…
I don't often post in the afternoon, but after getting caught up in work all day and not writing in the morning, it sort of became a necessity. So, alas, my apologies, all. Let's go through some stats, shall we? We've got a long…
And so it was that Real Salt Lake did fell the mighty Sounders, the plucky underdog quite certainly snatching the points against a rather hapless Seattle side. The match, teetering on a knife point for 50 minutes, was finely poised to…
There's something interesting about our playing style: Sometimes, it doesn't work. Not entirely, at least. It's not a systemic issue, but a personnel issue — which makes it sound a bit like I'm having a whinge about the players. I'm not.…
Ah, hello! A good and productive Friday to you all, and welcome back to the blog for the last post before tomorrow's match preview, unless something particularly interesting happens that I feel compelled to write about. You know, news and…
There are two kinds of draws: There's the exciting draw — you know the sort! The ones where you come from behind, you battle, you fight, and you end up snatching a point when it looked like you were destined for an ominous zero. Those, I…
We may have a hole or two in our squad for this trip — certainly neither of Nick Rimando and Will Johnson have traveled, one due to injury precaution, and one due to a rush of blood to the head on the weekend — but I'm not in the least bit…
Midweek matches always make things move more quickly, and this week is no exception. The boys — or most of them, at least — are off to Chicago to put out the Fire, which, of course, we didn't start. (Can I shoehorn any more references in…
Ah, Monday, the bane of all days. Or, you know, something like that. We've got two more games before we get a bit of a break, and they're both on the road. First up: Chicago. Now, as long as we don't take a wrong turn at Albuquerque, we…