Stuffed full of holiday fare, I’m sadly back at work this Monday morning rather than off hunting for Easter eggs. What better way to cope than Coffee with the Caps?
Let’s face it, Saturday’s match was not the result we wanted. Despite a fairly meh performance, losing at the last second always stings and this was no different.
But I’m going to save my ire for something much, much dumber than a lack of coherent offensive strategy or a total farce of a substitute performance from Joaquin Ardaiz. What is the target, then, of my frustration, you loyal readers may ask?