Timber Town
Portland’s a tuff town for sports fans. It doesn’t have a professional baseball team or a professional football team. Its basketball team is the laughing stock of the NBA. If you were luckily enough to have been born and raised here, then you probably get into the college football thing. But for the transplant, of which Portland has great numbers, the options are few. Lucky for the transplant as well as the native, we’ve got the Portland Timbers. Portland’s USL soccer team.

We went to a game Friday night which happened to be the season home opener. It was a great time: outdoors, fairly cheap, and a generally enthusiastic and roady crowd. Kinda reminded me of Saint Paul Saints games back in Minnesota. The Timbers played (and beat) the Minnesota Thunder Saturday night. That would have been a swell game to see. Stupendous intoxication was the right of most fans Friday night. By half-time the majority of the crowd was falling all over itself. A guy wearing a safari hat tried to pick a fight with me in the beer garden (over what, I’m still totally unclear).

This weekend the misses and I celebrated our one year anniversary. Woot! Unfortunately we picked a restaurant that wasn’t the most vegetarian friendly. We’re still learning the good spots in town. We’ve had to eat our fair share of Risotto, which seems to be the default ‘Vegetarian’ selection at most high-end restaurants.
We’ll make up for it this weekend – a little time at the the beach for some well deserved R&R.