Yes, I am alive. And blogging.
So, ahem, things have been quiet in these parts for some time. In part, we had our third child, my work commute is hellish, and I’ve just been in a nonfiction writing funk. It’s not that I’m falling out of love with soccer – it’s that when Real Madrid is winning three UCLs in a row, you come off as an arrogant whiner from pretty much every angle.
I’m kinda working on some reported features, which can take between 8 months to three years of investigation. And, as you may have heard, or seen on my Twitter, my wife’s home country, Nicaragua, has gone to Hell in a handbasket. And this has somehow affected soccer… Continue reading “STICK TO SPORTS!” »
When in Rome, pivot to video.
For years, you have come to Futfanatico DOT com for written content. There’s just one problem: the majority of you are bots sent by Search Engines whose clicks I have failed to monetize. Many of you spend the large part of your day watching brief, two-minute videos on your cell phones.
Thus, here is the pilot episode for the Futfanatico YouTube Channel. Or at least a transcript. Continue reading “Transcript for the Pilot Episode of the Forthcoming FUTFANATICO YouTube Channel” »
The US is not going to the World Cup. As a sportswriter, anybody with half a brain can vomit out a finger-pointing op-ed in, like, fifteen minutes. But can they do so in style?
And with a key flow chart that makes sense of things? Continue reading “The State of the Union” »
Oh, hello madam and sir. I hope you are well. As a USMNT fan, I have seen better days. In fact, for the past year or so, I feel as though I have been shouting in a black hole. I have pitched articles but heard silence. Why, I even got paid a kill fee to shut up about the USMNT’s problems. Thus, I have joked on Twitter, but kept my claws in my pocket. My sin? Casting doubt on the Arena-as-savior narrative, only to be ignored. Disregarded. Mocked.
And now, my friends, I am sad the USMNT did not qualify, but my sharpened knives must come out. Here is some of the Arena stories you and I have read this past year. Let’s all chuckle (then cry). Continue reading “The USMNT Post Mortem” »
Hello, friends. Earlier today I had some fun on Twitter. Jason Davis aka “The Soccer Eagle” (El Soccer Aguila for our friends who speak Spanish) announced that he was adopting Spurs as his EPL club for the season. I chimed in that Harry Kane scored most of his goals off crosses and was not a particularly amazing dribbler.
And then came the waves of Spurs tweets. Continue reading “Kane and Able?” »
Lots of other people have written their “thinkpiece” on what the Neymar to PSG transfer deal means. Basically, blah blah more wealth blah blah spend lots of money bad blah blah. I actually care little for the so called Chicken Little // Greed in football big picture analysis. I care more about the precise details of this deal. The consummation. The exchange of money. The hard currency.
And they are hysterical. Continue reading “Neymar to PSG: The Gloriously Pathetic Details” »
No country produces a never ending stream of star players. Even South American giants like Argentina and Brazil have their fair share of “the next big thing” that turn out more dud than stud. On the one hand, we as fans deserve share of the blame for rushing to heap praise and feverishly clasp at the next young prospect.
On the other hand, a player may not reach his or her potential for myriad reasons. A bad club situation. An injury. A poor attitude. All of the above.
Yet many Americans cannot stop dwelling on once wunderkid Freddy Adu. And I am one of them. Continue reading “Right Said Fred Adu” »
Nothing plagues the sports world like the “next” label. In chess, every talented American player is the next Bobby Fischer. In soccer, Neymar is the “next Pele” and Messi is the “next Maradona.” Fans cling to nationalities as predictors of success and prototypical molds.
Which is why EPL clubs continue to sign Spanish strikers. Continue reading “The Next Nino Torres” »
Oh hello there, stranger. It has been awhile. Yet I have been busy. Quite busy. Continue reading “Now on sale: The Night of the Virgin” »
I wrote about Antonio Conte a few months back. Basically, his courage in benching underperforming players and introducing a new tactical system impressed me. Then, The Guardian ran a profile of him with an interview from an assistant. The details divulged kinda ruined my enchantment, to be honest. And some things made more sense.
First, he seems like a task master. LVG style, he stops training session games to talk with players and tell them where to stand. Secondly, his training sessions go on and on and on. That’s pretty Mou style. While I think Conte should lead Chelsea to a title this year, is he just benefiting from no European soccer (ala Leicester last year) and will he burn out his Starting XI ala Mourinho’s last time at Chelsea? Continue reading “The Necessity of Genius” »