To the Sons of Ben,
Growing up, soccer was a part of my life that took a sideline to many things. School, friends, family, and the occasional girlfriend. It was something I enjoyed, but not enough to prioritize it above other parts of my life. To me, it was just a game.
My first experience with the Sons of Ben came while watching the Philadelphia Kixx hand the Baltimore Blast - then my favorite team - an ass-kicking of a lifetime. As I sat across the arena from a loud, obnoxious group of Philadelphians I could only wonder why the hell they were there.