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My Father’s Moustache now home to Charleston’s Arsenal FC supporters club, other soccer fans


New English pub east of the Cooper aims to be Lowcountry soccer hub

MOUNT PLEASANT, S.C – My Father’s Moustache, a new English pub in Mount Pleasant, is now the home of Charsenal, Charleston’s official Arsenal FC supporters group.
The partnership will debut at 7:45 a.m. this Saturday March 8th, 2014 when Arsenal takes on Everton in the quarterfinals of the English FA Cup. Fans of all stripes are invited to attend. My Father’s Moustache is located at 1405 Ben Sawyer Blvd, Suite 103, in Mount Pleasant.
The pairing of Charsenal and My Father’s Moustache, which is owned by J. Paulz proprietor Robert Walker, will be mutually beneficial, allowing both the fan group and the pub to grow.
My Father’s Moustache will offer a home base for Lowcountry Gooners and other fans in a unique, family-friendly and authentic British pub atmosphere. A full kitchen will be on offer for games beginning at 10 a.m. or later, while a special morning menu will be available for earlier kickoffs.
For its part, Charsenal, the area’s leading football supporters club, will include the pub in all social media outreach and other promotional efforts.
“We could not be more excited about this partnership,” said Charsenal spokesman Daniel Brock. “The ultimate aim is to establish My Father’s Moustache not only as Charsenal’s home for years to come, but also as a Lowcountry soccer hub and East Cooper’s World Cup headquarters. All fans are encouraged to stop by the ‘Stache – well, except maybe Tottenham supporters.”
Walker, who opened the pub in February, drew on his English-Irish heritage when designing the pub's menu and interior, which, as the name suggests, features a plethora of moustaches, in addition to pool tables, shuffle board, steel tip dart room, and six big-screen TVs.
“We really wanted to be authentic with this concept and get it right,” Walker said. “And what’s more authentic than a bunch of soccer fans singing, drinking and having fun?"

FA = Fluke Avenged


By Daniel Brock

(@rockandbrock / @charsenewenger)

I arrived at Local 616 about 10 minutes late for the Arsenal thrashing at Anfield, and we were down 2-0 by the time I darkened the door.

I was running behind again yesterday– having fulfilled my religious obligations in the Sunday morning service – and walked in as celebrations were dying down following Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain’s opener.

Such is the power of prayer, I suppose.

The Ox turned provider early in the second half when he squared for Lukas Poldolski, who slotted home, as is his wont.

From what I gathered, Liverpool had a pair of early Daniel Sturridge chances that could have turned our 2-1 FA Cup 5th Round win into Merseyside Mauling Redux. Alas, it wasn’t to be for the Scousers, who hilariously felt “bitterly disappointed” by the result and Howard Webb’s refereeing, in particular.

Webb awarded a penalty for a Podolski challenge on Rodent Suarez in the 60th minute (which Gerrard converted), and there were shouts from the Reds for another when Chamberlain clanged into the Uruguayan in the area minutes later.

To be honest, the latter was a penalty. The first one, for me, wasn’t. Seems that all shakes out, then.

Suarez likely has himself to blame for not getting the second call. Aside from his notorious, well-documented and entirely accurate reputation as a biting, diving, cheat, he, in this instance, flopped around on the ground like a trout being pulled into a fishing boat.

Webb, astonishingly (given his statistics when it comes to Arsenal and penalties), was having none of it.

Still, I fail to sympathize with Brendan Rodgers' post-match moaning. In fact, if anything, Arsenal came out on the short end of the officiating stick. Raheem Sterling should have been sent off in first half stoppage time for making contact with Webb, Gerrard should have received his marching orders for what was surely a second bookable offense, Martin Skrtel dropkicked Santi Cazorla in the box and the penalty Webb did award was soft enough to feature in toilet paper ads.

And, yet, we’re through.

I’ve said over the past couple of weeks that this match was the lynchpin for the season, at least at this time. Now we’ve avenged the Anfield abomination, progressed to the quarterfinals of the FA Cup and head into the Bayern match on the heels of our best performance in more than a month.

Well played, lads.


Man of the Match:
Lukasz Fabianski: Came up huge time and again, save for one flappy moment late. Should have kneed Sturridge in the face when the Liverpool forward offered his shoe-tying services. The Pole, who looks set to leave this summer, made himself a bit of money today, I’d imagine.

Chamberlain! Ozil! Sanogo!
Flamini makes a world of difference.
Right now, we’re a better side without Jack, methinks.
Wenger 1, The Silly One 0

Liverpool Match Is the Season’s Lynchpin (for Now)


By Daniel Brock

(@rockandbrock / @charsenewenger)

The largely stagnant draw with Manchester United was neither a fantastic display nor result. Our attack was tepid and most of the midfield static.

The entire affair was lukewarm. The footballing equivalent of gruel.

Please, sir, may I NOT have some more.

Arsene put the performance down to nerves.  I’d suggest running players ragged (necessitated by a lack of reinforcements) probably had something to do with it, as well.

So, it wasn't a bellowing response to the Liverpool beat down, but on the positive side, we regrouped defensively, Mesut Ozil put in a spirited shift and we got a point.

With 12 games left, the title is up for grabs between five sides, and I suspect there will be high drama and ridiculous results in the weeks ahead.

The Liverpool match on Sunday, however, has much greater feel of immediacy to it. There is unquestionably much on the line, possibly our entire season.

There for the taking are a spot in the FA Cup quarterfinals and a quick response to the evisceration at Anfield. Win and we might just kick on for some silverware. (Especially considering Chelsea or Man City will be exiting the competition shortly.)

In the cataclysmic category is the possibility that we devastatingly get put to the sword for the second time in a week by the Scousers and lose what’s likely our best shot at taking anything from the season. (And, good heavens, the bloody carnage that would take place on Twitter.)

At my most optimistic, I can barely see us getting a result from the Bayern match next week, but coming off 5-1, a home draw and being dumped out of the FA Cup, prospects would be radioactive-wasteland bleak.

It is, as they say, up for grabs now. Well, on Sunday.

Notes and Observations:
- We need to talk about Jack.
- Donde esta Podolski?
- We're one off the top.
- We're six off fifth.
- “Two Shoes” Flamini is coming back (HUGE for the Liverpool tie)
- We’ve got fewer runners than an understaffed restaurant.