My favorite part of the film High Fidelity is when the protagonist tells the audience, “What really matters is WHAT you like, not what you ARE like.” What am I like? Doesn’t matter. What do I like? Soccer, Chelsea F.C., … Continue reading What We Like
It’s no secret that I’m a Chelsea supporter, but I usually try to avoid explicitly stating my west London bias in my writing. Sometimes, though, I just want to write about my favorite team. So, I am now a contributor … Continue reading Pride of London
I confess I can be a frustrating person to get along with. For example, my wife is often exasperated when I obscure whether I am being enthusiastically sarcastic or simply enthusiastic. Being the garbage person that I am, I enjoy … Continue reading Preseason Trophies (yes, they totally count)
I’m not sure who let me make the warmup mix for my university’s soccer team, but whoever it was must have regretted it. I saw my mix as a standalone work of art (the transition from the Clash’s “London Calling” … Continue reading Hello, Mister DJ – Pt. I
Eduardo Galeano wrote that he was beggar for good football; growing up in rural America before the internet age, I was beggar for any football. Through a coincidence of geography and television rights, I spent a disproportionate amount of time … Continue reading The Optimist of the Goal
It is fairly easy for me to link religion to soccer because of my nationality; a visiting Russian friend once told me, “You Americans talk about religion the way we talk about weather.” However, I don’t think it is particularly uncommon … Continue reading Apostasy
For centuries, when a new pope assumed the office, his coronation procession would be punctuated by the master of ceremonies halting him, burning flax, and shouting mournfully that thus passes the glory of the world. It was a reminder to … Continue reading War Face
