Puebla FC is a professional football club. It is based in Mexico. USMNT player Herculez Gomez played for them. Currently, DeMarcus Beasley plays for them. In the US, teams go belly up and enter bankruptcy. In the UK, they enter administration. In Mexico, things are a bit more gun ho – due to a recent tax dispute between the state and federal government, the Mexican Federal Government seized Puebla’s stadium, equipment, and even their coach bus.
The Federalis even went so far as to mark the bus with the dreaded SAT sticker of death. As somebody who has personally been excluded and marked by vicious, clicky, and sticker-loving grade school children, my heart goes out to the Puebla FC fans. Read all about it with your Google Translator here.
And you thought Harry Redknapp had tax problems.
Regular blogging, if such a thing exists, shall resume in a week or so. Until then, enjoy this Kaka-related guest post of mine at the excellent Fisted Away.
We somewhat superficially addressed the topic of trafficking in soccer at Run of Play a few months back. Luckily, as the video of the trailer for Soka Afrika suggests, some pretty good filmmakers have tackled the topic head-on. The film, which has a twitter handle as well, follows the stories of two young African soccer talents: one a promising thorough-bred who goes the traditional route, the other a talented youngster who gets swindled by an “agent”
I may be late to the show, but the “Sucker for Soccer” images on the Behance Network are beyond fantastic. Special thanks to PRC, the lady who designed my site’s wicked header, for sending me the link. And for those of you who are especially dense, like things repeated three times, or prefer a link at the end of a sentence, you can check out these wonderful pics right here.
I won’t bore you with another mega-post detailing this FIFA crap. Just remember two things: 1) As long as FIFA gets (practically) free labor from players and shifts the burden of hosting to countries, then they will be a money-grubbing gang of crooks with no incentive to change. 2) FIFA is not a dictatorship, it is a 21st century kleptocracy ala Latin America where the forces of capital hollow out democratic mechanisms.
It’s been ages since the soccer-news-media apparatus hummed along at such an accelerated pace. In light of this supernova of information, I have been forced into a stream-of-conscious absorption of facts, opinions, and dallyhoo. True, I am also working on a quasi-secret book. How secret? Well, I can only reveal two facts: it involves feet. And a ball. The rest shall remain with your imagination until June 1st. Then, on June 1st, when my third version of the MS is still not good enough, I will vent to you.
No, the title is not an upcoming project from MGM. Rather, it is an approximation of the “Chila” fake identity scandal that is rocking Ecuadorian futbol at the moment. One of the top teams, Liga Universitaria, apparently coerced a player into letting another use his identity for over two years. When a journalist started to snoop around, he was kidnapped. When the opposition clubs found out, they demanded that Article 19 of the local rules be enforced – effectively preventing Liga Universitaria from winning the title. The irony? These same clubs have been caught doing the same thing with minimal punishment.
So either brush of your English-Spanish dictionary or hum up the Google Translator, and head over to Futbol y Asociados for a balanced and detailed take on the issue. Click here.
So, two of my favorite bloggers, Roswitha and Roberticus, have been active in the tweet world but tread softly in the blogosphere. Until now. I blame google reader hijinks, but somehow Roswirtha avoided my detection and wrote a wonderful piece on football-as-development in the poor outskirts of Indian cities. You must read it. Here. Roberticus, the original king of the tactics, wrote an epic post on tactical variations for the upcoming Clasico. You must also read it. Here.
It has been a long time since I did one of these, so, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I offer a buffet of delightful links and articles from the soccer blogosphere. Some may be a bit old, but rest assured, they are worth your read.
First, Ryan Babel. Okay, stop snickering. Apparently, unlike every single LFC fan who looks back at Rafa with partial memory loss and loving eyes, he does not exhibit the bias of Ted Bundy’s mom. Rather, he displays his own egotistical streak, tweeting about how he was not allowed extra-training sessions. Poor baby. (The Spoiler)
Second, Andrei Arshavin. His form for Arsenal has been far from supreme, despite some nice assists. However, he has returned to the world wide web with a delightful round of questions and answers. His responses range from tactful avoidance to abrasively sardonic. You shall enjoy them. (Dirty Tackle) Continue reading “Thanksgiving Day Link Thievery” »