Are you suffering from World Cup withdrawals? Do you find yourself chanting USA USA USA under your breath at work? Do you book two hour meetings that aren’t real on your work calendar in hopes that it might coax the World Cup to start again? Have you walked by a bar longingly on Saturday morning, wishing you weren’t outside in the sun and instead surrounded by sweaty Americans, all covered in beer? Me too. It’s hard. I feel it too. Unfortunately nothing can actually replace the World Cup. Not even vodka (trust me). Instead, let’s look at some other solutions to attempt to fill that World Cup-sized hole (at least temporarily). Tomorrow, 7/18 (or today if you are out in the East) the USMNT U-20 team takes on the Australia U-20 team for the championship of the NTC Invitational. With the goal differential situation, the USA can win the event with a draw or victory against Australia. This tournament, held at the StubHub Center, has seen the US take on both Bermuda and Chile so far. The best part is this game is being streamed, Friday night at 7 PM PST on http://www.ussoccer.com/. Throw your US jersey on and put that withdrawal to rest for the evening.
Archive for July, 2014
So much emphasis at the World Cup is put on getting out of the group. If you get out of the group, anything can happen! Technically this is true, but when zero of the teams that finished second in their respective groups at the 2014 World Cup won a game in the round of 16, it made me wonder if this was an anomaly or if it was relatively standard. Here’s what teams that finished second in their group have done in the round of 16 since 1998:
Only 9 teams at the past 5 World Cups have won a round of 16 match when they advanced as the second place team out of their group. 1998 was when the World Cup shifted to 32 teams, so previous World Cups aren’t relevant as third place teams advanced from the group stage too. The teams that did win a round of 16 game after finishing second were Croatia and Denmark in France ’98, England, Senegal, Turkey, and the United States in Korea/Japan ’02, France and Ukraine in Germany ’06, and Ghana in South Africa ’10.
Yes, you’ve seen them. Bright yellow or brighter red, everyone at the World Cup has been rocking them. The new Nike Magista Obras are the flyest kicks on the pitch at the World Cup and only the best players in the world have them. You can add me to that list. Why? Because I’m German-American and gunning for a spot on the 2018 roster? Well, no. I’m not nearly good enough for that. Fortunately the good people over at SoccerPro.com were kind enough to let me test drive these bad boys just to see how legit they really are. Can they make my mediocre touch silky and beautiful? I guesssssss they are just boots and not miracle workers. Or are they?
When I first picked them up, I was amazed at how light they were. If you look at the picture here very closely, you can see that they are actually not touching the ground but just hovering slightly about it. That is how light they are. It’s like you are putting clouds on your feet, bright, brilliant first touch improving clouds. Of all the pairs of boots I have owned, these are by far the lightest. In fact, it’s almost frightening. I wondered for at least two minutes who stole part of my boots and how I could get them back. Seriously people, stop stealing part of my boots directly out of the mail! It’s uncalled for.
When you do put them on, there are two feelings: First, they feel like an extension of your foot and second, the envy of your friends as they watch you put them on. Seriously, not everyone will be happy for how awesome you are. The sock extension is a bit funny at first, but it stretches to fit your foot and ankle nicely. As soon as I started running on the field, it felt like I was wearing my Nike Frees but with way more traction. It was awesome. You get the ball and it feels like you are playing in your bare feet, but with better touch and control. That is a serious upgrade. Even the shoelaces are designed to maximize the lightness and minimize impact on your touch. Bravo to whoever designed these bad boys, you deserve a raise.
Speaking of raise, the Magista Obras definitely gave my first touch a raise. Or as we refer to it, the improvement that comes from #DatSockTouch. Be warned, #DatSockTouch may drastically improve your skills to the point where you question what you are doing at your day job instead of making moves in the 2. Bundesliga and hoping that Hertha Berlin and Borussia Mönchengladbach are keeping an eye on your prowess in front of goal. Have they seen that YouTube highlight video of my assist last game? I hope so. You need #DatSockTouch. Really though, the Magistas did seem to boost my touch on the ball, albeit not my overall skill. Nothing can help that, trust me, I know. Or at least that is what the doctor has told me. I did bend a free kick around a wall and into the bottom right corner for a lovely goal the first game I played with these on though, so maybe you should be the judge.
Overall I have been incredibly pleased with these boots, you can tell how high quality they are. They only concern is because they are so light, they seem to lack a bit of protection in the back, in case someone slides into your heels as you zip past them. Outside of that, they seem to be pretty much flawless, besides the fact that no MLS team has reached out to me and offered me a contract since I put them on. I have looked dangerous both up top and in an attacking midfield role, so San Jose Earthquakes or DC United feel free to hit me up on Twitter if I can fill a need you have on your roster. I’ve been truly impressed with the way they handle and how much they feel like an extension of my foot. The Nike Magista Obras truly are the next generation of great boots. If you are in the market for a new pair, check out SoccerPro.com’s selection of the Nike Magista Obras, they won’t do you wrong and they just released some sweet new colors. Unfortunately they still don’t seem to come with a guaranteed contract, apparently you have to figure that out on your own. Hopefully the next variation will though!
This post is sponsored by Dignity Health, however the opinions and story expressed are my own.
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It had been an interesting morning. Our flight to Fortaleza got changed and instead of taking off at 8 AM and landing at 9 AM, we now had the delightful flight time of 3:30 AM, landing a little bit before 5 AM. This is the price you pay for trying to make day trips during the World Cup, but I knew that the Greece – Ivory Coast match would be worth it. Or I hoped it would be anyway. A little after 9 AM I was questioning my thought process big time. Getting no sleep and heading for a town where our only contact didn’t have a cell phone wouldn’t be a problem, right?
When we landed in the airport, the sun hadn’t even come up yet. We were really tired after the Mexico – Croatia game the night before and desperately wanted our friend B to respond to our email about meeting him at his hotel room and letting us nap for a while. No dice though when we landed. No worries, we could watch the sun rise in the Fortaleza airport and nap there. After an hour, none of us could sleep. What was our next move? We waited another half hour until half the crew was restless, and decided we should head for his hotel. Seemed smart enough. We grabbed some cabs and headed into Fortaleza to his hotel, where surely air conditioning and some comfortable beds awaited us.
Nope. We got to his hotel, but we still had no email response. The front desk gave us his room number, but no answer on the hotel phone. Three tries later, still no dice. Time for plan C, which was head for the beach. This seemed like a good idea, we could just nap there. At 7 AM the sun was warm and the beach was empty besides some Brazilians doing water aerobics. Time to lay on the sand and get that desperately needed sleep. By 8 AM the sun was HOT. We are talking today might break 100 degrees hot. No way to sleep in that. It was almost painful how bad we all wanted to nap. We started taking turns going in the ocean while everyone else sat on the beach and guarded our belongings and match tickets. This was just not a good start at all. More people started showing up on the beach and a pickup game of beach soccer broke out in front of us. Most of us sat and watched with interest, as we had all wanted to get into a beach soccer game with Brazilians on this trip. Maybe this would be our chance.
By now we were all sweaty and close to miserable. All we wanted was some sleep really. Just a few moments of distance from a rough morning is all I could think about. Instead, I got something even better. As I walked down to the ocean to put my feet in the water to try and beat the overbearing heat, one of the Brazilians playing waved to me and a couple of my friends to come join them and play. It was if he had read our minds, and knew what a rough morning it was. The perfect way to forget the past 7 hours and how tired we all were was this offer to join them playing the beautiful game on the beach. It didn’t matter that we couldn’t understand each other or that we weren’t cheering for the same team in the World Cup, all that mattered was that we all shared the ball and the love of the game.
Quickly we joined teams, and everything else faded away. When you are on the field, no matter where it is or what the circumstances are, nothing else matters. Just you and your teammates trying to be better than the people you are up against. We held our own. They appreciated that we were decent, and we appreciated their moment of kindness to let us escape a rough morning and to fulfill a desire we had each had when we talked about this World Cup trip back in 2013. To get a chance to play soccer on the beach in Brazil with people who lived there, that is something dreams are made of. There we were, doing it, sharing laughs over bad passes and high fives for great goals. After a half hour it was time for us to try and meet up with our friend again, and we thanked our new Brazilian friends for letting us join them. Their kindness had made our morning bearable, and is one of the lasting memories that we each took home from Brazil.
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Everyone has heard about the protests in Brazil in advance of the 2014 World Cup. It has been a major talking point for many people in advance of the World Cup, however protests tend to often be sensationalized by the media, both in good and bad ways. I wondered how people really felt, so I tried to look for as much street art as possible while I was there to get a better feel for how the people of Brazil really felt via graffiti/street art. I figured it would be a better representation of the people.
Unfortunately I didn’t have my camera everywhere, so this is just a small sample. The most consistent was just ‘FUCK FIFA’, which we saw often. Simple, direct, and to the point. Not really a surprise and often truly appropriate and poignant.
Most of the other art we saw focused on what people felt like Brazil was trading to host the World Cup, spending on stadiums instead of on education, hospitals, schools, transportation, and other infrastructure.
The fact that you couldn’t eat soccer was a prevalent theme. The cost of the World Cup is something to always be considered, especially in nations where putting the money to different use could benefit them in a much greater fashion than a month of soccer. Not everything we saw was negative though, as people were certainly behind Brazil.
Overall the message was consistently more negative and anti-FIFA and World Cup than it was positive. Not a lot of love for FIFA in Brazil.
There was the call for ‘Mais Amor Por Favor’ or More Love, Please. Certainly a message we can all agree on, no matter what country we support or how we feel about FIFA, Brazil, the World Cup, or Arjen Robben’s terrible diving. Also, some bonus Mona Lisa twerking for your viewing pleasure. Or something.
The US–here four years ago–has a chance to advance to its further point in the World Cup in more than a decade. Belgium? A very beatable opponent. Can Klinsmann get it right?