This story was in the PD this weekend sometime, but I'm guessing some of you, well, most of you missed it because... it was in the PD this weekend.
Drew Carey is a huge soccer fan. He was actually hired by a wire service to shoot the 2006 World Cup and came back from the experience wanting more than just the common fan's connection with a team. He sought ownership, but with catches. The owner would have to allow the fans to have some control over who ran the team — meaning, season ticket holders would be able to hold no confidence votes, etc. Not every idea was as zany as that one — for instance, he also suggested that every season ticket holder receive a team scarf in addition to their seats.
Game time is in two hours at nearby Qwest Field against the San Jose Earthquakes, and the fans are hyped.
Some thank him for bringing big-time soccer — as big as it's played in America at least — to Seattle.
"Drew, Drew, never thought I'd see anything like this. You're totally awesome, man!" says one. Others offer advice, from what to do about a struggling player to where the team's crackerjack band should sit. "Drew, bud, we gotta talk. . . ." "Drew, ever think of this . . .?" "Drew, Drew, hey Mr. Carey . . ."
Most team owners would steer well clear of a place like this. But Carey, guided by his populist instincts and curiosity, wants to soak up the fans' energy and hear their opinions.
One might wonder how long this honeymoon period might last, but Drew might really have latched onto something here — the fan interaction, the team accountability — and at the very least, we know he's no stranger to partying among the common man. In fact, he'll fit in perfectly — drunken, incoherent chatting while using a sport as an excuse to party.