Wash. Post column on experience in RFK Sunday

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We were standing in the lower deck, in section 138 near the front row, where the American Outlaws had set up camp. During national team games, it’s a zoo, because it often becomes a general admission section even if it’s officially not. Fans in red shirts wearing USA bandanas around their heads like Bruce Springsteen double up at seats and spill into the aisles. Security rarely cracks down on the ruckus. You could probably sacrifice a goat in the supporters’ section at RFK with little interference from the yellow shirts if you tried.

When Jozy Altidore scored early Sundayafternoon against Germany, the press box started to tremble. To make sure it wasn’t the burger and drinks I had in the parking lot, I asked the reporter next to me if we were, indeed, moving. He laughed and said, “Yes.” What little more convincing I needed was provided by the slight movement in my water bottle.