Soccer friendlies are often disappointing, and yesterday's game at AT&T Park, between a team I don't support, and a team I'd never heard of (Manchester City and Club America) was just that.
City at least fielded most of their full team - everyone except that arch complainer, Carlos Tevez. Admittedly, they substituted all 11 players at half time, which added to the air of surrealism.
At least the Latino element of the 11,250 crowd made some noise: the drums and trumpets made it sound like a passionate game, even if the players didn't rise to the occasion.
The warm evening, Gareth's commentary, and the beers and tacos at Pete's Bar afterward meant the day was enjoyable, and confirmed my membership of the Manchester City, Who Cares? club.
The score? Irrelevant.
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