January 31, 2012 is a date that will not leave the minds of Union fans for a long time.
A day after finding out that the team captain Faryd Mondragon was going back to Colombia, the other shoe dropped—Sebastien LeToux had been sold to the Vancouver Whitecaps. While the Mondragon move was a lot easier to digest, fans were stunned to find out that the beloved Seba was moving to another MLS team. When everyone’s favorite Frenchman broke the news on Twitter, a collective groan could be heard through out the interwebs. As fans tried to grasp what happened, word came from Sons of Ben Travel Coordinator Kelly Delaney and Seba’s longtime girlfriend Kendall Quigley that there would be a farewell party thrown in Seba’s honor.
Fans traveled from all over the region to Kildare’s in West Chester to have one last chance to interact with the Union’s heart and soul. From the moment Sebastien arrived, he did what he does best: interact with the fans. Seba took time with everyone that came up to him to chat, sign autographs and pose for pictures. It wasn’t much different then what he did after every Union game at PPL Park. And it is one of the things that has made him such a huge hit with the fans. For as good as Seba was on the field, he was equally good—if not better—at making sure every man, woman, and child would leave with something more than just an exciting match.
The Sons of Ben were on hand to present Seba with the French flag that hung in the River End for the last two years and the MVP trophy that he wasn’t able to collect at the recent Help Kick Hunger event while he was over at Bolton. SoB VP Corey Furlan expressed what everyone in attendance felt and for Seba, and many in attendance, emotions got the best of them. Seba spoke to everyone as his chant rang out through Kildare’s. He loved playing in Philly, he loved the fans. He let everyone know that he would be there as long as it took to say goodbye to everyone. His dedication, grace, sportmanship, work ethic and passion has left an incredible mark on Philadelphia.
He will always be one of us.
Oh Le Toux, Le Toux!
He’s Frencher than me or you
He’ll score us a goal or two (or three)
Oh Le Toux, Le Toux!