The hope is that, if the Chicago Fire have stockpiled a bit of Whatevering and Coming-Out-Flat and Playing-Like-You-Just-Ate-Thanksgiving-Dinner, today’s 3-0 face-plant in Houston will have used up most of that stock. Maybe the boxes were getting soft from sitting in the garage, and it’s the last day of the season, so we gotta get through this stuff at some point …
Which is to put a hopeful spin on what was a extremely disheartening performance. The playoffs have been a foregone conclusion for the Fire for a couple weeks now, and the team has limped toward the line, showing little ability to rediscover the kind of form that made them the toast of the league through June.