We got rope-a-doped. San Jose gifted us thirty minutes of barren, wide open midfield to do whatever we wanted and we ran ourselves dry. I guess the altitude just got to us or something. We became complacent with our one goal advantage and the Earthquakes shook us apart.
Dear Wondolowski: Please retire from scoring goals against RSL. Love, Andy. P.S. Boo.
We could have won this match in those first thirty minutes. We had so many chances, but our complacency was pounced upon.
We were outcoached. That Marcinkowski is a quality keeper. We threw our hands up.