I went to a Portland Timbers game. This was my second game but the first game I got to see where anyone scored. And we won. I've been to a few hockey games in Portland as well and this is the first time that I've been to a Portland sporting event where Portland has won. It makes the game a lot more exciting. I even participated in the cheers. My favorite was the "Flopper" chant.
When I told my mom that I went, she reminded me of when I played soccer in fourth grade. They kept yelling at me to take my hands out of my pockets when I ran around. It got to the point where she just bought me shorts without pockets. You gotta love a mother's recollection and her ability to hit you with your embarrassing childhood moments at the drop of a hat.
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