Saturday was the Revs home opener and the first game played in the new CMGI Stadium (a name which makes me think ILM created it in a computer). Brian Meningitis and I have season tickets, which was good because the game sold out. Andy and SkaNessa won tix online, so Andy drove. We got 40 miles down the road and Andy's Jetta blows a tire. We spent an hour and a half getting new tires at Town Fare Tire, then off to Foxboro.

The RevArmy turnout was respectable, but a lot of regulars didn't go because of the ticket situation. I would have gone for the drinking and then tried to buy one off those fucks in front of the stadium ("Tickets? Need tickets?")

No pipes, as Rob was a no show. No Erins, although the Erins were AWOL most of last season too. Tommy and Mike from the Terrors were there, Beau, a slimmer Tommy Gunn, Matt from the Dropkicks, Ghengis rode in on his Draco-Lambreta, and only one Negri but we can't be greedy.

The Stadium: Big. Shiny. Very nice.

A lot of those tickets were sold to Patriot fans aching for a glimpse of the new digs. Construction isn't quite finished, so there were mountains of dirt to trudge past. We weren't allowed to use the gates nearest our seats and were forced to walk around the stadium like 350 degrees. The old section two (still visable in the distance) was replaced by sec 143. The benches we stood on are gone and now we have plastic seats with cupholders. The CMGI company who paid so much cash for the naming rights is a big corporation that.. er..Nobody knows WHO the fuck CMGI is, so they wasted millions of their stockholder's dollars. Suckers!

Our Central American drummer pal was relieved of his drum at the gate and was forced to make due with an empty plastic six dollar Lite beer bottle. There were complaints from people about our standing during the game and bitching about the language. These people are all warned when they buy these tickets that they are in the rowdy section, but they still want to save a few bucks. Fuck them. And their brats. "My kid can't see!" "Hey, watch your mouth around my kid!" Take your fucking kid to the circus and shut the fuck up, Brad! One woman complained all through halftime that we should all sit down then stand and clap during a goal. Like it's golf. She had at least three titmonkeys with her, with implied tha some poor bastard fucked her. three times. Eeeww!