As you might have picked up, Tim has become a fan of soccer since we've lived in Wilmington. It's growing on me. For one, I really don't like baseball. I used to like going to baseball games because it was fun to sit outside and be entertained, but even that has been pushing it lately. Cue soccer, which has a similar season to baseball, yet actually has action at all times and doesn't go on thirty innings if no one has scored.
For two, I like the idea of soccer. Rowdy fans across the world! Men wearing scarves for their team! Extreme national pride! Trading to other countries and breaking down borders! People SINGING the whole game. They (usually) don't do that in America, but imagine how much fun that would be if you got to sing the whole game!
For three, Wilmington has the lowest level professional team. Cary, which is about 30 minutes from Chapel Hill, has the next level up professional team. And soccer games are the same price as going to the movies, but you get to talk and people watch during them.
Here is a picture of every mascot the Wilmington Hammerheads could get their hands on, dancing to 50 cent for the birthday of the main mascot, Sledge. And America's Best Dance Crew: Bert, Ernie, The Easter Bunny, Another Random Shark, Little Ceasar, Sports Clip Guy, and who knows who that other dude is.
