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What's the guy saying to Pulisic here?

🛫 Ready for departure. Nächstes Ziel: Stuttgart. #VFBBVB pic.twitter.com/dl2o5kf40S — Borussia Dortmund (@BVB) 19. Oktober 2018 OK, so I've watched this video about 60 times and can't figure out what the dude says to Christian when he gives him his ticket. Sounds kinda like "Gut, danke" but that would be a bit ridiculous. Definitely not "Gute Reise." I'm stumped. Native German speakers I need you. 

Get Out in the Sun

So here's the deal. Im gonna try to be as succinct as possible, which will be impossible because this subject gets me kinda fired up. Whats the subject? Listen, will you just slow down a second. I just met you. This is moving too fast. And thats obviously a personal question. Everything written on this blog is personal. For example, I had a date the other night with a girl named Elle. We walked around the center of Vienna, and then we got tea. There was a magnetic connection between us in that there was almost no connection between us. Did I make her laugh? Obviously. I can usually make girls laugh. Did we have a baby? Not yet. Sorry I blacked out for a second there. Where were we. I was talking about my life. Yes. As if you were interested. Its a gorgeous day here in Vienna. The sun is....shining. And Im in an internet cafe, listening to the Lord of the Rings sountrack. Dont ask why. I dont even like the lord of the rings movies. But I do like classical music, and this is some

Indigestion, Weston McKennie Is a God, and Torn Calf Fibers

Hello friends and lovers, And welcome to another rambling post from yours truly, Mark Thomas, dictator for life here at Straight Outta Hershey, the only damn blog in the damn universe dedicated to the one and only Christian Pulisic. So I'm sitting in my Airbnb in Vienna, Austria right now, drinking a Turkish tea that the girl whose apartment this is made. Of course it's making me feel nauseous since I'm drinking it on an empty stomach. And now I've just switched the keyboard over to US English, which means the y and z keys are back where they're supposed to be, and this is contributing to my upset stomach. To top it all off I have dandruff. And my stomach is messed up from a weird doner I ate the other day. Or possibly some Tom Kha Gai soup. I'm not sure which one. But I'm in Vienna, and today I start level B1.2 of my intensive German course. Hell yeah. Intensive German. I hope there are some cuties in my class. I've sent about 20 messages on okcu

Match Preview: Dortmund vs. Monaco, Champions League Bash, Pulisic Due, Who the hell is Michael Bradley?

Friends, Today's post will be a little different, as I will not only be commenting on Wednesday's Champions League extravaganza between Borussia Dortmund (all hail their name) and Monaco, but also the upcoming USMNT friendlies Christian Pulisic is slated to participate in, along with some bald guy who's not very good at soccer. Christian Pulisic is back on the new USMNT roster—and so are Michael Bradley and Brad Guzan https://t.co/sTQgsitQN1 — Grant Wahl (@GrantWahl) October 1, 2018 I don't want to go into this too much, so that's all I'm going to say: Michael Bradley is a kook. He's been the worst USMNT player for a long time. He's one of the key reasons the USMNT has been bad over the last six or so years. And now they're bringing him back? Good one, Dave Sarachan. Really showing you know something about the game. Good one, US Soccer. Why don't we bring back Jozy Altidore too, then? And Clint Dempsey? And Landon Donovan? Why don't