The (for-now) Chicago Fire’s Wilman Conde going public about wanting to ditch Chicago to follow Juan Carlos Osorio to Red Bull New York is, quite simply, fascinating. A couple reliable sources report the very open airing of this…well, cry for help…where one would think no such cry is needed. (Another less reliable, but highly intrepid, site flagged this as well…and, in the blink of an eye, took the speculation just that special little bit farther.)
Chicago fans, already suffering a bitter off-season, must feel something between spittle-flecked rage and the profoundest despondency on reading the news.
I don’t know how this one will end. I only suspect that it can’t end well. The hard thing, though, it’s been said now. Can’t really be unsaid, now can it?
UPDATE: ..and just minutes later. Luis Arroyave, banging away on his Red Card blog, weighs Chicago’s options. This is mainly a man thinking out loud…and there’s nothing wrong with that. If there was, I wouldn’t be here.
UPDATE: More informed thinking out loud. (Whoops. That’s not as in “more informed” as in he’s smarter and gooder than Arroyvave, but “more informed” as in there’s more of it and this cat is informed as well. And it only occurs to me now that I’ve already linked to this article…this is what happens when I “post in my pajamas.”)
Filed under: Chicago Fire, Major League Soccer, Red Bull New York | Tagged: Juan Carlos Osorio, Wilman Conde
Let me re-enact a classic moment in unintentionally funny movie history:
From the beginning of “28 Days Later”…
Activist: “What are Chicago Fire fans infected with!?!?!”
Scientist [With hilarious look on his face and equally hilarious British accent]:
“…………………….Rayge.”
[End scene.]
I dunno. Maybe you had to be there.