Tonight’s match was difficult—on every level.

Not just because of the result, but because of the appalling behavior from our own supporters’ section. It was embarrassing to be a fan tonight. Embarrassing that our coach had to personally walk over and ask the group to stop shouting discriminatory slurs at the referee.

Did the ref call a great match? No. But was it the referee’s fault that we went down 3–0? That we missed a penalty? That we couldn’t break their press or move the ball forward with intent? Of course not.

What we saw tonight was a shameful display—one so lacking in class that it genuinely makes me question whether I even want to keep supporting this team. That’s how low it sank.

Getting drunk and blaming the ref for everything is the easy way out. It’s weak. It’s pathetic. And if you think that’s “support,” you’ve missed the point entirely.

As for Jeff Gal—yes, he had a rough night. Yes, he looked nervous and played poorly. But booing him and tearing him down in the middle of the match? That doesn’t lift the club; it breaks it further.

Tonight was a sad night to be a Fire fan. A sad performance, and an even sadder reflection of what our culture can become if we don’t hold ourselves to a higher standard.

Go Fire… I think.