Two Hours of My Life Back

I have to get this off my chest: on my DVR sits the New England Revolution game versus FC Dallas from this Saturday night, and I have no plans to watch it.  Ever.

On Soccer Soap Box, I don’t attempt to capture news before other blogs. I don’t analyze every game and every touch.  If you are looking for a scoop or play by play coverage,  you are unlikely to get it here.

Despite all that though, it’s unlike me to skip a game altogether.  Not “breaking” news is  different usually than “not being in the know.”  Even if just to motivate a commentary for the blog, I generally find the time to watch.

And while I don’t bring the die-hard fan credibility of a Midnight Rider or Rebellion member, let’s say I’ve been to more home games than I’ve missed, and it’s not my preference to have reason to complain.

Typically I’ll contort a normal schedule to find time to watch late night west coast games or run the DVR when the family is asleep.

But not this time.

What’s the point?  We’ve seen this story before.

Lack of possession.  Lack of goals.  Lack of imagination. Lack of excitement.

This isn’t an indictment of the players.  They are trying.

In fact, this time I don’t intend this as an indictment of anyone, though the usual suspects should all be getting grilled by their bosses.

Because we all know the Kraft Sports Group will settle for nothing but success, right?

Let’s hope so.

Because core Revolution fans are getting frustrated and nervous. Again.

It is interesting, but not shocking, that while I was in the middle of writing this, The Drug is Football delivered its own perspective on a season that seems to be
slipping away.  It is worth a read.

So as I sit watching the Bruins restore their fans faith by winning their NHL game three playoff game by scoring so many goals a Revolution fan would expect it to be illegal, and have the memories of sixty four thousand soccer fans in Gillette Stadium this weekend, I see a reality check for the team.

Despite the handy-cam commercial that suggests Pride and Passion are alive and well, they are both on life support in Foxboro.

In fans’ eyes they need entertainment as well as sporting excellence.  What is the draw?  Where is the excitement?  Where are the goals?

So Revolution brass, instead of asking why fans are staying away from Revolution games and feeling indifferent, it is high time ask yourself why they shouldn’t be.

It’s getting increasingly hard to answer that.