The Terrible Fitba Club

When I turned 12, something wonderful happened: for the first time in my short soccer career, I had a coach that wasn’t some poor dad that was suckered into providing after school care for a bunch of pre-people. He also happened to know the game well and, looking back on it now, wanted to mould me and my peers into fine young men of character. Coming from Manchester, he naturally was a City fan. I watched the ’99 Champion’s League final at his house, where he said, “It would be so typical of United to score right now.” He was … Continue reading The Terrible Fitba Club

History and Memory featuring Eric Wynalda and Tab Ramos

When I decided to sit down and begin writing about the Odyssean experience of following soccer in America, I had to figure out where to start. Like millions of other Americans, I began playing youth soccer, but my first experience with the wider culture of soccer was the 1994 World Cup in America, specifically USA vs. Switzerland. For the first time, I felt the 5 Stages of Grief after seeing Switzerland score against America in the 39th minute. However, before I could reach the 5th stage of acceptance, this happened: I spent the rest of the day out in the … Continue reading History and Memory featuring Eric Wynalda and Tab Ramos