The ironic aviator sunglasses. The sincere prescription Buddy Holly bifocals. The skinny, tight jeans. The scarves. The thrift store t-shirts. The rent checks from trust funds and/or parents. The flippant remarks that reveal angst at their inevitable return to tax haven exurbs to reproduce within a decade. Everyone loves to mock hipsters. Everyone, except me. I welcome them with open arms as a valued and relatively new member of the soccer blogosphere ecosystem. I am excited by the prospects that their offhanded, cynical comments will inspire us all to reflect upon important and salient issues. I even chuckled at the Timbers cat cameo on Portlandia.
More importantly, I have documented a few memorable hipster quotes relating to the footy interwebs. Of course, names, dates, and locations are not revealed to protect the innocent. Enjoy! Continue reading “Amazing Real Life Moments In Jaded Hipster Soccer Fandom” »












