Jimmy, how was the trip over to Spain?
Well, the team met in Chicago, introductions were made to players who weren’t familiar with each other, and everyone shared a good laugh about Chad Marshall not being able to go because he couldn’t find his passport. It’s Real Madrid in the Bernabeau. Forge one. Get an emergency one. Hide in a suitcase. Do anything but not go. I was bummed for him. The eight-hour flight was uneventful and the only thing of note was that most of us found it hard to sleep. We left Chicago at 5 p.m. Sunday evening, got to Madrid at 8 a.m. Monday morning local time, and kickoff was Tuesday night at 9:30 p.m. An interesting dilemma. Dilemma? Sleeping for 8 hours once my head hit the hotel pillow, waking up to eat, and then trying to go to sleep for another 8 hours for me is an interesting dilemma. Though I think we referred to them as bed sores. So can I consider this subtle, but elaborate, explanation of your travels as an excuse for losing 5-0? I’m not trying to be subtle or make up an excuse. I’m just tr
