Light Up, Light Up, As If You Have a Choice

Congratulations, once again, to Mr. Jeremy Masten for correctly naming "Supermassive Black Hole" by Muse as the Tuesday Song of the Day. Jeremy, I think your streak might be the DiMaggio mark for Running Down a Dream. In the midst of the debacle that is the Rangers 2008 season, you have risen above the outright putridity to salvage some semblance of excellence.

Just how disheartening was John Arne Riise's 94th minute own goal yesterday which gifted Chelsea a highly undeserved 1-1 draw at Anfield in the first leg of their Champions League semifinal with Liverpool? So disheartening that Lance Agan, not normally a futbol aficionado, saw fit to send these condolences:

I know we talked on the phone about it last night, but can I go ahead and tell you (again) what happens? OK, so Liverpool is up 1-0 with time stoppage time running out. I mean really, there's maaayyybe a minute left and the game will be over, the Reds victorious. Anyway, in a last-ditch effort to score, Chelsea centers the ball from the corner, and out of nowhere comes a Liverpool defender, and get this- HE HEADS IT INTO HIS OWN GOAL!! The game is now tied, 1-1. Holy cow, I did NOT see that coming! Man, I don't even like soccer/futbol and this one hurts. I can't begin to imagine how bad it must suck for you.

The one point of solace for Riise is the fact that he is not a Columbian citizen nor does he play for the Columbian national team. After scoring an own-goal against the United States during World Cup 1994, Columbian defender Andres Escobar was murdered upon his return to Columbia.
John Arne, make sure you stay away from anyone and everyone that looks like the late Pablo Escobar.

The Liverpool-Chelsea saga continues next Wednesday in West London at Stamford Bridge. Hope is waning, but it is never lost.