Mission Mission

The crowd at The Phoenix was energized. US lost in the end, much to the dismay of most. We had to wait till two people left to get in, max capacity and all. About 45 people watched from the street.

Choice quotes:

“Yeah, well we have nukes and they don’t.”

“Fuck Ghana-rrhea!”

Not really making me want to align myself with the US fans.

Either way I went home to listen to the Yankees game.

It took long enough, but Landon Donovan finally punched through and scored the winning goal of the Battle of Algiers, setting the Phoenix into a frenzy and (of course) leading its patrons into the obligatory USA USA chants.

Although we couldn’t get close enough to the bar to attempt to order the scrumptious famous Irish Breakfast (how can you go wrong with blood sausage?), their spicy bloody marys more than sufficed and sustained us through this tense match.

Check the video below to see the place going OFF as the final whistle blows:

Previously:

Homemade McMuffin World Cup at the Phonebooth

I was in a scooter gang in high school. Me and my buddy Morgan fixed up these old scooters from childhood, spray painted “Zero-X” on the backs of some surplus army fatigues, and rode around looking as tough as we could, sliding rails and hopping gaps at various neighborhood parking lots. We were badass.

One day, doing a routine rail slide on my way home from school, a bolt caught on a crack in the curb and I went over the handlebars, face first. I went home with a gash in my face, and one of my front tooths was gray for like a year. I scooted a couple more times after that, but couldn’t really bring the gusto. Zero-X was done.

It’s good to see those old scooters making a comeback. But be careful out there, kids.

It’s at The Lab at 8pm, and there’s music and camaraderie and stuff.

Johnny Funcheap has all the details.

Photo by mikeschramm.

We know one way to relax while watching the World Cup (see below), but what if the tension of the whole thing has your shoulders scrunched up to your ears? Well, Mobile Massage N’ Soccer combines the two things you require!

Despite the fact that the US team is getting shelled by Slovenia to the tune of a seemingly insurmountable 2-0 score, we can take solace in the FREE homemade McMuffins paired with potently spicy bloody marys at neighborhood stalwart the Phonebooth. Assembled with either veggie, ham, or bacon in addition to eggs and melted cheddar, they provide welcome sustenance at this ungodly early hour. A great place to catch future morning games as well!

Also USA team, I realize the Eastern Bloc has enjoyed a considerable resurgence into relevancy in recent years, come on, this is Slovenia! Let’s take it!

MM reader Andy B. has been ready all morning to watch to much-anticipated match between Mexico and France that starts RIGHT NOW:

It was pretty damn hilarious biking down Mission Street this morning, documenting my friend’s rather bold display of patriotisme prior to the Mexico/France World Cup match.  We saw lots of smiles and heard lots of honks and shouts of ¡Viva Mexico! 
The angriest remarks were from the Irish.

Amazing!  Not only are you giving the proverbial middle finger to our neighborhood’s robust Latino community, but you’re also delving deep into history to insult the ancestral Irish population as well!  Bonus points!

In case anyone is confused as to why the Irish would have big problems with this, here’s why (complete with harpsichord).

More photos of buffoonary after the jump . . .

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What a feat! And such cute matching outfits!

However, these guys are not quite as in synch as those goose-stepping pigeons.

Photo by Luba♠Roniss.

Works Dolores Park on pleasant afternoons, just like ganja treats guy and pot truffles guy. Hit him up!

Photo by terry.b.

You know that asshole who tried to kill four cyclists last week? Well they nabbed him after he tried to file a false police report that his vehicle had been stolen. So what’s the profile for a murderous bicycle hater?

In addition to being a tennis pro, Clark boasted on a Web site that he was a crystal therapist, a “Reiki master,” referring to a natural healing technique, and a “priest in the Order of Melchizedek.” The order is described on one Web site of believers as “composed of evolved beings who have dedicated themselves to the work of promoting spiritual growth.”

Get the full scoop at SFGate.

[Thanks for the tip, Void. Photo by Troy Holden]

Previously:

Creep In An SUV Targeted 4 Cyclists Last Night