The Immaculate BMO Field
Uhhh. I didn't promise exquisite soccer. We will get to the World Cup any way we can. Even if it requires Cleveland-coloured excretions for goals. I am still figuring out this blog. Our back line looked good. We had some bright passing. The St Lucians tackled like Bulgarians after the Pope . And needed to get carded a few more times. We won. Next game.
I said in a previous blog that I would give profiles of players and staff. One player who is not competing in this round of WC qualifiers is Paul Stalteri. I have chosen to profile him because of the impact he has had on the MNT. He is the most capped Canadian - he has worn the uni and played for Canada a record 83 times. He is one of the funniest, most passionate and brightest people I have ever met. He has played for Werder Bremen, Fulham, and Tottenham. He won the cup double with Bremen. He was awarded a red card in a World Cup qualifier in 2003 for which he is tremendously regretful. "I was an asshole, Doc. Fuck off! Next question." Everything he says has to be punctuated with an an exclamation mark because he is that serious and that intense. I have never seen him turn down a request for an autograph, or photo, or interview. When I was in the military (for 20 years) we divided our leaders into two categories. Those who you would follow into battle and those who you might follow out of curiosity to see how badly they could fuck up. Stally, I would definitely follow you into battle. As you wind down your career, best of luck, Son. |
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