On Pacific and the whinings of a rich old bastard boy from Stockton

A story. During Long Beach State's game with Pacific a while back at Amos Alonzo Stagg Stadium, in the closing moments of the game, a fan from Pacific yells obscenities at the official. By this point, he should be escorted out and banned for a few games. Now this gets even more interesting: as he is being escorted by police, the university president, Don DeRosa, joins in the colorful tirades.

Is that how you guys do it down there? And I thought I had issues...

Don DeRosa:

Bitch.

A pointer: Pacific had a Big West title in 1998. That was their only year. Meanwhile, those Stangs have hogged the hardware, winning it 6 out of the last 10 years. Another reason why I resent Cal Poly in women's soccer.

Meanwhile, the ladies rebound from the match from hell against Fullerton, to gain repentance with a 1-0 victory over UC Riverside. Down at the pool, Long Beach State's men's water polo team actually did something right, squeaking by Stanford 7-5. At least they can rest assured that they will not finished the weekend empty-handed.

And news, news, news, of all news besides the Galaxy ending their abysmal season with a whimper: Suiseiseki has been toppled by Tsukasa Hiiragi in Saimoe 2007. See my previous post for all the details.

Saimoe 2007 Group Finals: Group F

Saimoe 2007 Group Finals: Group F

The results are in. And it is the end of an era.

100 % precincts reporting

Suiseiseki 1559

Tsukasa Hiiragi 1741

Tsukasa Hiiragi advances to the Saimoe 2007 quarterfinals

Analysis:

There is not even a semblance joy in the Desu Nation, for mighty Suiseiseki, the Jade Stern, has been toppled. There will be a new Saimoe champion. This opens the door wide open for the likes of Suigintou and everyone else. But even Mercury Lampe will need to look over her shoulder...Tsukasa Hiiragi might pull off a Rozen Maiden sweep.

This was defying all odds. There will be a new champion.

Uh oh.

Eric Asami should be graffitied with the villain brush. I’m scratching my head as to why he was officiating the match between the Cal Poly Mustangs and my guys down at the Walter Pyramid. He must have thought this was a soccer match, because he kept giving cards to our guys, while helping those nags from San Luis Obispo get a victory in 5 games.

I mean, let’s face it. If this was a soccer game between my ladies and those ‘Stangs (the match will be held later in November), that’s understandable, but in a volleyball game? And yellow cards to the team who is viewed as the underdog, and none to the team touted to win it?

As Sydney Football Club manager Branko Culina said to Mark Shield, which, if you think about it (he had to be escorted by the cops) is the cold hard truth (a rare instance for me where I sympathize with them), “It’s not a good thing.” I’m convinced that there shouldn’t be any complaints from our visitors that game.

At least he should be thankful that I didn’t have a flare to hurl at in his direction. Better be wise to steer away from anyone wearing CSULB apparel, students, fans, alums, boosters, and so on. At least you won’t be six feet under just yet before your next officiating assignment (god forbid you’re still hired to be a bloody anti-Beach stiff).

As I got back home, I checked the mail, checked the messages, and made the daily rounds. After feasting on some katsu from the nearby L&L in Wrigley, I looked at the calendar on the refrigerator, and the Beach’s next opponent. There is so many stuff on there, but one of them is a calendar of matches. Squinting to get a closer look, it read: “UCI, 10/26, 7:00 p.m.”

“Uh oh,” I thought.

Here's the kicker: after that, I concurred that for Brian Gimmilaro, hiring a shrink might as well be put on the back burner for at least another week.