I really loved the year 2013. It was a great time for me. My wife got her papers and could finally come to the US and live with me. She also brought along my two stepchildren who have grown into beautiful, amazing, brilliant individuals who inspire me every day.
MORE IMPORTANTLY, I successfully Kickstarted a nonfiction book on the history of Real Madrid & Barcelona. A year before the Kickstarter, I acted as my own literary agent and “queried” the idea to some publishers in the US and even the UK. I actually got some decent responses and one face-to-face meeting. However, nobody pulled the trigger. I kinda sorta felt like a conspiracy: I was “liked” to death. Like, why are people so kind but then unwilling to pay me? My sister, a recovering TV producer (and mother), explained being “liked to death” is uber common in both LA and elsewhere. It happens. A lot.
Thus, one full (wasted) year after my idea, we Kickstarted, you supported me, you got your rewards, you were elated, and, two months later, I found out that Sid “Mother Fucking” Lowe was writing on the same topic. Understand that I write “Mother Fucking” as a compliment – Sid is boss. He is badass. He researches like an academic and interviews in that classic bipolar Oprah fashion that is 50% your best friend and 50% jaded civil rights attorney in a deposition. He gets access without selling out. He churns out more columns AND match recaps in a single day than I do in a month. I found out about Lowe’s project on a WSC forum, and thought: fuck me. Fuck me hard. Continue reading “Friends, enemies, shifting alliances – please give me your money. Right now.” »
Leicester has just pulled off a fairy tale season in the EPL. Real Madrid has chased Barcelona to the finish line in La Liga and a date with Atletico in the UCL final lingers. Everyday, you come to this site, click refresh, nothing new appears, and you violently shake your iPhone or PC monitor. You are desperate for my thoughts on why Harry “Fleet-footed Kane” and “Not Racist” Vardy will bravely lead the line as England bravely wins the Euros in the bravest manner possible.
You need me, but I don’t need you. Time for a summer break, so sorry you content-greedy people who take advantage of me. Yes, I will still freelance a bit, but things will go dark here. Very, very dark. The lights will come on again in August or September, depending on my mood. You may (as in “you have permission”) follow me on Twitter. I do feel pity from time-to-time, so I shall concede you that one wish. You can also check out my GoodReads author page.
Until then, enjoy this piece on Mexico’s 2004 Copa America squad for FourFourTwo.
Hello, readers. I know that about half of you live in the Southern hemisphere and are enjoying a warm summer. A good chunk of you do not practice a Judaeo-Christian religion. Many also use the lunar calendar instead of the Gregorian. Sadly for you, this website is and always will be a xenophobic and American hotbed of hatred.
Yes, I am taking a few weeks off to enjoy the winter, travel to see family, and celebrate Jesus’ birthday (and El Dia de los Reyes Magos). Continue reading “The Annual Winter Dip in Production” »
Days after the World Cup draw, in response to the US’ group, a sharp editor at the New Yorker astutely observed that “we are all in the group of death.” In case you hadn’t noticed, things have gotten quiet in these parts, odd given that I write about soccer and the whole world is paying attention to soccer. Here’s why: unlike the US team, a beloved relative has not advanced to the knockout rounds from our collective humanity’s group of death. Like a Geoff Cameron clearance, the result was shocking, sudden and unexpected. (Unlike Cameron, this person cannot be replaced by Omar Gonzalez)
I’ll be MIA for a few months. But, luckily for you, my anal ass pitched himself to some great mags and sites early, so you’ll have lots of my copy to read. Enjoy as best you can (and go US!). Continue reading “The Short Kiss Until a Few Months Later…..” »
I had a simple dream: reduce coherent thoughts to bullet points, sentences, and images. Quizzes. Listicles. Buzzwords. Retweets. I wanted to bring “social content” to soccer. I wanted a place for incomplete thoughts, unfinished ideas, and brain farts. With your help and support, FutFeed was hands down, indisputably, unabashedly the most successful week in my site’s history: we easily topped 15,000 unique visitors, which is good for a three posts-per week soccer blog with an owner too lazy to SEO-bait each post.
But therein lies the problem. And the demise of FutFeed. Continue reading “FutFedUp – The Totally Unexpected End of Another Era” »
Happy holidays to everybody from the award-winning yet still vindictive Futfanatico. It’s been a great year for the site, from the failed FutSail University takeover to the shareholder-targeted ramblings of MBA Baracus to Rafa Benitez’s dollar ebook-to-Chelsea manager turnaround. Only one thing could make for a better year – Chelsea firing Benitez, and then immediately re-hiring him. Could it happen? Our fingers are crossed, our breath held, our face a deep blue, and our hearts full of optimism and wonder.
Until then, here’s the low-down on next year. Continue reading “The Long Kiss Until Later…” »
Please try to remain calm. The end of the year approaches, the holidays grow near, and you search for that perfect gift for yourself. May I interest you in the Best of Futfanatico 2012 eBook for one dollar?
Here’s the lowdown: Continue reading “Futfanatico Cyber Monday Goodness” »
My soccer eBook, “An Illustrated Guide to Soccer & Spanish,” is available for under $5 at the Google Play store. Check it out here.
It’s been a wonderful year. I’m enjoying the soccer as always, the site looks half-decent, and the writing has been flowing at a steady clip. I’ve also gotten some dollars & cents out of writing about soccer, albeit not enough to rock things even part-time. Still, I’m grateful and I owe it all to you – thanks dude or dudette who Googled some random soccer term, probably “Raul Gonzalez” or “Sergio Ramos girlfriend”, came to my site, clicked on a banner ad, and never returned.
And you, the reader? When was the last time you clicked on an ad? Sadly, this year hasn’t been all good news. My site unfortunately has started to suffer from a plague of voyeuristic vultures – folks that come by three to four times a week, read the latest post, sometimes leave a comment, and then leave without even clicking goodbye.
But I have a plan. Continue reading “The Ultimate in Affordable Soccer Christmas Gifts Por un Dolar” »