Basel Already Won The Title, So Why Watch Them Play?
This morning, I dragged my sorry, tired butt out of bed at the crack of dawn on the last day of my vacation to watch my beloved club play halfway around the world. The sun was rising here and setting there and we are an entire world apart, none of them knowing that I even exist and with the title secure, none of them really having a huge incentive to play for the win, aside from the fact that winning is awesome.
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Aleksandar Dragovic versus Frank Feltscher
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Grasshoppers were the first ones to score in the first five minutes of the match with a beautiful volley past our third string keeper but by halftime, Basel had made it 2-1 in their favor and were dominating play. The second half was an explosion of goals and another dominant 45 for the home side and they were able to wrap things up nicely and secure the 6-3 victory. I often do a thorough match report, but between falling asleep sitting up and the crappy live stream I got on my laptop, I was pretty unaware of what was going on until the 75th minute so instead, I will explain why I have fallen in love with the men in red and blue from the only port city in a small land-locked country because that is about all my brain can handle right now.