Thursday’s Fire tilt marks the always anticipated Brimstone Cup match with long time rivals F*C* Dallas. You can find tickets to the match here.
The history between the Fire and that Texas team is long and bitter. If you’re looking for a historical breakdown of rivalry, you will not find it in the article. Chances are you know how to use Wikipedia. Instead, this article will briefly focus on the events that transpired last year in Dallas when the Fire for the first time in three years lost the Brimstone Cup.
July 16, 2016 could not have a been a more stereotypical Dallas day. Excruciating heat and humidity. The day started off with a fun twist; those who brought the Brimstone Cup down to Dallas were greeted by Chicago Sun-Times journalist and author, Neil Steinberg, who took some interest in the trophy. Once at the stadium, the Dallas Beer Guardians were quite accommodating to those fans who made the trip down. They gave us beer, we repaid them with Malort.
It wasn’t long after the game started and Maximiliano Urruit’s goal in the 23rd minute, the half dozen or so fans from Section 8 who made the trip down saw the writing on the wall. We enjoyed our recent run of Brimstone success and decided to use the trophy for what it really is – a cup. A group of us went up to the concession and ordered, well, a Margarita Cup. You can see how the order took place below.
I personally can say the Margarita Cup was delicious and a great way how to drain our sorrows.
The Brimstone Cup will be back in Chicago on Thursday night traveling up with Dallas fans. Let’s win it back and keep for a couple more years. We Mess With Texas.
“Shame. Shame. Shame.” For followers of HBO’s “Game of Thrones”, those words recall the scene of Cersei Lannister’s walk of atonement. But on May 13, when the Chicago Fire hosted the Seattle Sounders, those in attendance sporting neon green apparel found themselves being the ones shamed.
If you happened to be at Saturday’s tailgate, you probably saw a bearded individual dressed as what looked like a nun following around Seattle away supporters, ringing a bell, and chanting “shame” at them. Their crime? Being a Sounders fan, of course.
A long-time Fire supporter took it upon himself to don Game of Thrones-inspired apparel and recreate the scene at Toyota Park. That is, publicly shaming those wearing the opposing colors. And few were safe from being shamed for their decision to support the Sounders side. Needless to say, Fire fans and followers of HBO’s hit show alike reveled in the display. And after the Fire beat Seattle 4-1, well, it can be assumed Sounders fans had to feel some post-match shame.
It may be April, but as fans, we know the grind to make the playoffs in MLS. I’ve long hated the Revolution. It was a rivalry built out of failures by the Fire. Knocked out by the Revs 3 straight years, 2005-2007, in the playoffs was heartbreaking. I was lucky enough to witness the 2007 match in New England with a group of 30. Taylor Twellman’s bicycle kick happened right in front of us to secure the winner. Paolo Wanchope’s leap over the Revs bench to get a ball out of bounds for a throw in also happened right in front of us. I reckon it was the most inspired thing he did while wearing a Fire jersey.
The Fire got their revenge in 2008 winning on aggregate 3-0 in Eastern Conference semi-finals, but the game really sticks out for me is the second leg of the 2009 Eastern Conference semi-finals. Down 2-1 after the first leg, the Fire came up with a truly famous victory.
Last year’s U.S. Open Cup semi-final loss in New England re-ignited that rivalry for myself. 50 of us travelled out to Foxborough on Tuesday night to watch the Fire lose, and for some it was their 4th time watching the Fire get eliminated in a competition in New England. It was my second time.
I fucking hate the Revolution, plain and simple. I hope to see new and old faces out there on Saturday. Grab your tickets here.