At some point yesterday after the sun had gone down, I found myself in my car, sitting alone in a Menards parking lot. This sounds like a recipe for the beginning of the end of a middle aged man’s life, but I was actually quite happy for a couple reasons. First, I had just dropped my 11-year-old off at soccer training, and had grabbed food from a nearby taco truck. As a dad, getting to occasionally eat in peace is blissful. Second, I had just flipped on the Intercontinental Football Show. Tyler Terens and AW were basking in the glow of the Fire’s acquisition of Xherdan Shaqiri.
Will Shaqiri’s signing finally turn the Chicago Fire into a winner?
