Our neighbor, Steven Beitashour, is a professional soccer player. He is a super nice guy and just had another baby. At the ripe age of 33, his wife says that he is the "old man" on the team, so he only gets to play sometimes. Still he got us tickets to watch the game and we all had a great time.
Mina apparently wants to have her next birthday party there. Rowan, who spaced out on all of this, got to the game and said "that guy looks a lot like Mr. Steven." The rest of us were even worse - we didn't know what colors the CO Rapids were wearing for the longest time and I'm pretty sure we rooted for the wrong team for the first 15 minutes.
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