Soccer’s the best sport to try to follow while one is three sheets to the wind. There’s less offense-to-defense whiplash than in basketball or hockey, and it’s less intricate than football; a stray ball flying at your face won’t brain you, as a baseball might. Indeed, in Europe and in South America, getting twisted and watching the local match is a weekly way of life. Unlike in those places, soccer fans in such condition in Minneapolis aren’t at risk of getting jumped by visiting supporters from, say, Vancouver. For this first year at TCF Bank, the stadium nannies are allowing liquor sales through the 75th minute of game play. By that time, United’s usually a couple goals behind, and your whole section is in the mood for one last round.