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The Best Worst Sports Songt

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“One Shining Moment,” the uber-cheesy song that CBS plays at the conclusion of the NCAA men’s basketball championship, known to all now as “March Madness,” has finally taken a life of its own and not just because it has its own website. If you are not aware that this song exists, at the very end of the championship game broadcast, this song is played while highlights of the entire tournament – all the highs, all the lows, the buzzer beaters, the cheerleaders, the fans, the champions, everything that can be considered a recap – are shown. For a while it was a “underground” hit – it was so bad and so cheesy 80’s no one that I know could understand why CBS continued to play it but at the same time, like a good episode of “Knight Rider,” it always left you wanting more.
CBS has realized this fact and is now openly advertising “One Shining Moment” as part of the whole championship process. Greg Gumbo mentions it in his broadcast as he is wont to say, “We’ll see who is on top when ‘One Shining Moment’ plays.” Players long to hear it because it means that they are the best – a former star called it the “best 3 minutes in basketball.” CBS even spoofed it in previews for some of its sitcoms: the stars of “All About My Mother” enjoy a bar snack (a slo-mo dip of a nacho is shown) while the song plays.
The NYT today had an article about the history of the song which I found sort of interesting so I posted it after the jump. While G-Town won’t be listening to it this year, Roy Hibbert and Jeff Green are only juniors so if they stay one more year, there is always next year.
Cheering Section: Guy Walks Into a Bar, Leaves With a Song by Peter Hyman on April 1, 2007
The short video montage that CBS uses to recap the agony and the ecstasy of March Madness is an N.C.A.A. tournament hallmark. Millions of college basketball fans are familiar with its musical accompaniment, but few are aware that the song originated as an effort to impress a pretty waitress.
The composer, David Barrett, was once a struggling folk singer. Having finished a show in late March 1986 at the Varsity Inn in East Lansing, Mich., he was watching a Boston Celtics game at the bar when an attractive woman sat beside him after her shift.
“She was the most beautiful waitress on the planet,” Barrett said. “The kind of woman who is so good looking that you don’t even bother talking to her.”
But the soft-spoken Barrett, then 31, tried to break the ice with an exposition on the poetic majesty of Larry Bird’s talents.
“I looked up at the TV to watch a fast break and when I turned back around, she had left without saying a word,” he said.
Barrett was determined to overcome the snub by making the woman understand how it felt to play basketball “in the zone” — by writing a song. He left the bar with the beginnings of a melody and what he hoped would be a good working title, “One Shining Moment.” The next morning, Barrett said, he wrote lyrics for the 3-minute-45-second tune in 20 minutes on a paper napkin.
Tomorrow night, that song will be the musical endnote to the N.C.A.A. men’s basketball tournament for the 20th consecutive year. “One Shining Moment” has become “the anthem of college basketball,” the CBS announcer Jim Nantz said.
“It’s the official coronation now, more so than the hardware,” Nantz added, speaking by phone Thursday from Atlanta, site of the Final Four this weekend.
In 1986, Barrett received an assist from his high school friend Armen Keteyian, then a staff writer for Sports Illustrated, who passed a demo tape of his music to the television networks. CBS acquired “One Shining Moment” to accompany the highlights after Super Bowl XXI in January 1987, but the postgame interviews ran long and the package was never broadcast.
“David was crestfallen,” Doug Towey, the creative director of CBS Sports, said. “But a few months later I got back in touch and told him we wanted to use it for the Final Four. At this point, nobody can conceive of the tournament without it.”
“One Shining Moment,” with vocals by Barrett, made its Final Four debut on March 30, 1987, after Keith Smart hit a baseline jumper in the final seconds to give Indiana a 74-73 victory over Syracuse.
“I was sitting in a bar thinking, ‘Wow, what a game,’ like everybody else,” said Barrett, now married with two children and living in Ann Arbor, Mich. “I had no idea whether they were going to use the songs.”
Barrett had also composed a piano-and-strings piece, “Golden Street,” which was also unveiled that night. It is played as the national champions cut down the nets, as a prelude to the montage.
Barrett, who owns the rights to the songs, said he receives a generous “synchronization fee” from CBS each year and has a separate arrangement with the National Collegiate Athletic Association for their use during the tournament.
“One Shining Moment,” written with basketball in mind, has found its rightful home. After all, the 6-foot-3 Barrett was a standout shooting guard at his suburban Detroit high school and earned a basketball scholarship to Albion College. When an ankle injury ended his playing career, music became his sole focus.
Barrett’s most famous song has a cult following. Mateen Cleaves, who won a national title with Michigan State in 2000, has described “One Shining Moment” as “the best three minutes of March.” But it also has detractors.
“Taken on purely musical terms, it’s not a great song,” Evan Serpick, an editor at Rolling Stone, said. “The lyrics are melodramatic, and in any other context it would seem silly. Yet, somehow, juxtaposed with the emotional footage, it has a gravitas that works.”
Despite regime changes at CBS and the introduction of vocals by Teddy Pendergrass and Luther Vandross, “One Shining Moment” is a mainstay. (The Vandross version — his last recording before he died in 2005 — will be played tomorrow night.)
The song opened doors for Barrett and allowed him to make a living by pursuing music he is passionate about. He has since written the scores for professional golf, tennis and Olympic broadcasts, and for a half-dozen television shows.
A few years ago, Barrett said, he had an accidental reunion with the East Lansing waitress after he played a show there. She had brought along her two children and looked “just as beautiful as she was the night I tried to explain Larry Bird to her,” he said.
Barrett reintroduced himself and thanked her for the song. She laughed, having heard for years that she had been his inspiration.
“I owe you one,” he told her, wisely deciding to say no more.
The song had said it all.
E-mail: cheers@nytimes.com

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We Are…Georgetown!

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That was the chant heard throughout East Rutherford yesterday as Georgetown remarkably and ridiculously came back against North Carolina to win the East Regional in the NCAA tournament in overtime. They will be playing in the Final Four next weekend. I’ve been waiting for whole life for this moment. Seriously.
I became a Hoya fanatic because my uncle went to law school there however I missed their glory years in the mid 80’s because I became a fan around ’86. I remember vividly their loss in the East Regional final to Duke in 89 which is why I HATE Duke. I remember how Alonzo, Dikembe and a tat-less Allen couldn’t bring them a regional championship but wouldn’t you know it, the Big East player of the year this year is a Hoya named Jeff and sure enough, this was the year it happened…
If you by chance know how they got the name Hoya and why their mascot is a bulldog, pray tell. I know where I’ll be next Saturday at 6:07 PM – watching G-Town vs. Ohio State. Go Hoyas!
3/28 UPDATE: long time friend and reader Phyl has enlightened me about my question above courtesey of Wikipedia. I guess I could have gone myself but how else do you engage the public? See below for the answers:
The University admits that the precise origin of the term “Hoya” is unknown. The official story is that at some point before 1920, students well-versed in the classical languages invented the Greek hoia or hoya, meaning “what” or “such”, and the Latin saxa, to form “What Rocks!” Depending on who tells the story, the “rocks” either refer to the baseball team, which was nicknamed the “Stonewalls” after the Civil War, to the stalwart defense of the football team, or to the stone wall that surrounded the campus.
Georgetown’s nickname is The Hoyas, but its mascot is “Jack the Bulldog.” Among the earliest mascots was a terrier named Stubby, whose name is largely unfamiliar today but was perhaps the most famous dog of his generation. Stubby was discovered by a soldier at the Yale Bowl, and went on to fight in the trenches of World War I in France. He was “promoted” to Sergeant for his actions in combat and awarded a special medal by General John J. Pershing in a post-war ceremony. His owner then entered Georgetown Law School, and Stubby became part of the halftime show.

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Goons: Indoor Lax Style

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Below is a passage verbatim from a Village Voice article on the new Indoor Lacrosse League and the local team the New York Titans (who split their home games between Madison Square Garden and Nassau Coliseum). It makes me remember the days when a wok lid was a Frisbee, when making holes in walls was deemed a questionably okay pastime by some other than me, and when being asked, “What percentage of freak – goon – creature – dork are you?” was the start of a normal conversation. So, without further ado, here is the article:
Village Voice:
As in the NHL, indoor lacrosse teams usually have a “goon” – hockey players prefer to be called “enforcers,” but NLL defenders don’t get to be so picky – who’ll fight opposing players when necessary in order to protect their more talented teeammates and fire up the crowd. The best offensive players aren’t supposed to fight, because their team can’t afford to have them get injured or land in the penalty box, but for those same reasons, opposing teams are constantly trying to provoke Boyle and Powell. “You’ll get gooned up, but you have to keep your composure,” said Boyle, which led to the following conversation:
Boyle: You hope that your goon comes in and messes with their goon, and they goon each other out.
Powell: And you hope your goon is tougher than their goon. Or you will get gooned.
Boyle: Right, exactly. Because otherwise their goon’s gonna beat up your goon, and then that goon’s just going to keep beating the hell out of you.
Powell: Gooning.

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Donnie Baseball moves up the Ladder

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Donnie Baseball is now one step closer to being the Yankee manager when Joe Torre resigns. Although “The Hitman” (a nickname I never really loved – it implies violence and Donnie is such a nice guy) is my favorite baseball player – or athlete for that matter – of all time, the Yanks never have won a championship when he has been in uniform (1983 – 1995 / 2004 – 2006) so I’m not sure this is a good thing… Read more after the jump.
Major League Notebook: Mattingly Moves Up Yankee Ladder by Tyler Kepner
ST. LOUIS, Oct. 26 — The line of succession for the Yankees’ managing job might have become clearer Thursday.
Don Mattingly has been promoted to bench coach for Manager Joe Torre, with Kevin Long replacing Mattingly as the hitting coach. The moves leave Lee Mazzilli without a job on the major league staff for 2007.
Mattingly has spent the past three seasons as the Yankees’ hitting coach and has long been viewed as a possible successor to Torre, 66, who is entering the final year of his contract. Torre has often said that Mattingly will be a successful manager, even though Mattingly has no managerial experience.
Long has spent the last three years as the hitting coach for the Yankees’ Class AAA affiliate after previously working in the Kansas City Royals’ organization.
Mattingly will be Torre’s fifth bench coach in five years. Don Zimmer left after the 2003 World Series, giving way to Willie Randolph, who became the Mets’ manager after the 2004 season.
Joe Girardi was the bench coach in 2005 before leaving to manage the Florida Marlins, who fired him after one season. (Girardi is likely to return to the Yankees as a broadcaster for YES.)
Mazzilli took the bench-coach job last year after a season and a half managing the Baltimore Orioles, and he may be offered another position in the Yankees’ organization.

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Not Amazing Enough

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Even though Endy Chavez made one of the best catches I have ever seen live, or on reply for that matter, the Mets still went from you gotta believe to you gotta bereave (NY Newsday’s cover today) in the span of 24 hours yesterday by winning game 6 on Wednesday and then losing game 7 in crushing fashion last night. Check out the ice cream cone scoop of a catch below:
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I did it. I actually posted a Met to my blog. That catch makes you do crazy things – it was that good. That being said, I found it incredibly annoying having the Mets in the playoffs while the Yanks were sitting at home and while I didn’t actively root against the Mets, I’m not sorry to see them lose either. There is now no more baseball in NY in 2006 and I say “good.” Let’s go Isles and J-E-T-S!

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New York equals Atlanta

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It seems that George Vescey and I are on the same page. I’ve been saying since the Yanks pathetically & meekly lost to the Tigers 3 – 1 that they are now they Atlanta Braves – a team that gets to the playoffs and then loses every year – and that I hate it. Sure enough, in the “Sports of the Times” article in Sunday’s paper, he starts his column with: “As of now, the Yankees are officially the Atlanta Braves. They have a nice little season. They qualify for the playoffs. And then bad stuff happens to them.” I am so pissed off and disappointed. They didn’t play like champs, they played like chumps.
As the Boss put it: “I am deeply disappointed at our being eliminated so early in the playoffs. This result is absolutely not acceptable to me, nor to our great and loyal Yankee fans. I want to congratulate the Detroit Tigers organization and wish them well. Rest assured, we will go back to work immediately and try to right this sad failure and provide a championship for the Yankees, as is our goal every year.”
The thing people need to realize is that the great Yankee teams from 1996 – 2001 had role players with heart as well as superstars. They need to go back to that model ASAP. Get SupercalafragalisticexpealaBrosious to play third. Get Chad Curtis to play the outfield. Bring back some hungry players, bring back Paulie to smash some helmets and yell. Get some better and younger pitchers.
Rodriguez and Teammates Fall Apart, and Yankees Fall Short Again
by George Vecsey
Detroit
As of now, the Yankees are officially the Atlanta Braves. They have a nice little season. They qualify for the playoffs. And then bad stuff happens to them.
This pattern worked well in Atlanta for a long time, but I have the feeling that Yankee fans (and the Yankees’ principal owner) are not going to put up with this, not for one more year. This kind of showing is not why a gross amount of cable revenue is being paid to Alex Rodriguez, who just may need to move on.
At the moment, the city of Detroit is thrilled — orange-flag-waving, horn-honking, income-anticipating thrilled. It was fun to see the Tigers’ players touching hands with their fans at the edge of the field (and spraying them with Champagne) after their 8-3 drubbing of the Yankees yesterday, but the Bronx Bombers do not exist for the humanitarian purpose of providing a lift to a downtrodden city.
The Yankees have not won a World Series since 2000. In Yankees thinking, this is a very long time. Yesterday’s loss was one of the most humiliating for the Yanks in the 11 years of Joe Torre’s tenure as the manager.
After winning their opening game Tuesday, the Yanks watched the upstarts play crisp, aggressive ball while the Yankees panicked, all over the place. Rodriguez was a wreck. Even Derek Jeter was lunging at pitches yesterday. And Torre was juggling players and showing he had lost faith in Rodriguez, his most expensive player. Now begins the revolution.
Rodriguez is not a bad person. He works hard, but he is being paid $25.2 million a year over 10 years to win the World Series, and that is not happening. He went hitless again yesterday, batted .071 in this short series, and has lost more than a series, more than a season. He has lost his teammates.
It’s a foxhole thing. The players know that Rodriguez has come up tiny in big games over the years. Now, with all of New York watching, A-Rod has come undone. If the Yankees’ management brought him back next year, the players would only ask, what about October?
After the final game, Rodriguez deflected any talk of moving on. He stood and faced the waves of news media and said: “I’ve never run from problems. I’m 100 percent committed to being a Yankee. This is the only place I want to play.” He added that he might think differently “if they’re dying to get me out of here.”
There was no talk of that from Brian Cashman, the general manager, who said he was stunned at the reversal in three days. He called the attention to Rodriguez unfortunate, saying that other players “let us down at the same time.”
Cashman also said he had no thoughts of trying to trade Rodriguez, or of making any other personnel moves at that moment.
“I would like to figure it out and wrap my arms around anybody,” Cashman said. “I believe in working through adversity — ‘I got your back.’ I’m not giving up on anybody.”
As admirable as Cashman’s sentiments were, he has seen Rodriguez become identified as the main problem. Before this series began, Torre announced he was dropping Rodriguez to sixth, saying he had so many superstars he could basically pull a lineup out of his hat.
Some managers might have insulted everybody’s attention by pretending there was nothing wrong with Rodriguez, but Torre did the opposite: he confirmed A-Rod’s distress to the one person who might be trying to deny it — A-Rod himself.
A-Rod was subsequently moved back to fourth, and then yesterday was demoted to eighth. “We’re trying to win a ballgame,” Torre said.
That did not happen. Rodriguez was hitless and even made a throwing error at third base, which led to the Tigers’ fourth run. It was a terrible end to his third year with the Yankees.
Rodriguez would have to waive his no-trade clause, but it may be time to persuade him to do just that. The body language in the clubhouse is brutal, with Jeter, the captain, and most other key Yankees visibly abstract about Rodriguez. On some great teams, strong clubhouse personalities would have cleared the air, but Jeter’s team seems to lack the crusty resolve of great Yankees teams of the past.
Only Tuesday, many of us were speaking of the Yankees’ lineup as the best in baseball history — stars at every position, a modern Murderers’ Row. After this series, the 1927 Yankees of Ruth and Gehrig are safe for a while.
The George Steinbrenner we used to know and love would be staging a King Lear imitation right about now, attempting to regain the powers of his youth. It is not clear how much Steinbrenner has left, physically or psychologically, but in his demanding prime he would have been firing or threatening everybody — relatives, executives, coaches, scouts, players and, yes, the manager.
Seeing the Yankees go from Murderers’ Row to virtual Hitless Wonders in recent days makes me wonder if Torre has a feel for this club anymore. However, moving Rodriguez just may revive the energy of this club.
Something’s got to change. Steinbrenner never meant for his Yankees to become the Atlanta Braves.

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Where Fantasy Meets Reality

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CNBC is reporting that office fantasy football leagues, being made up of employees from different levels of the org chart (from entry level employees to senior level management), create an interaction that may not happen throughout the typical work day. In fact, they may help you get a raise. Okay, its dubious but still, anything to validate my office league. Please note however that not only is my supervisor in my league but I’ve already repeatedly insulted her team so maybe I’ve shot myself in the foot here…
Fantasy football could help you get a raise: Author offers tips on using the game to climb the corporate ladder by Darren Rovell
Updated: 11:39 a.m. ET July 31, 2006
NEW YORK – It’s that time of year again. Fantasy football junkies absorbing all the information they can, crunching numbers, predicting breakout performances, and agonizing over whom to draft as quarterback, Peyton Manning or Tom Brady.
But did you ever think that your office league could ever lead to a promotion?
“These office leagues, they are made up of employees of different level of the org charts from entry level employees to senior level management,” said Michale Henby, author of a book on fastasy football. “And it creates an interaction that may not happen throughout the typical work day.”
Henby’s book shows fantasy players how to use the game to their advantage.
“A conversation will last longer when fantasy football is involved,” he said. “Especially when it’s involved with two people who are in the same office, who are in the same league.”
Henby’s work features a fantasy football conversation topic schedule broken down by a month. It also emphasizes the importance of seeding the league with upper management. Henby thinks he’s on to something, but others are cautious to endorse his idea.
“I’ll be honest, I would be leery of going to the CEO of my company and saying ‘Listen, our draft is at 3:00 on Tuesday. I scheduled it right before the meeting at 3:30. Would you like to be in it? It will be fun. It will be a great waster of time for all of us,'” said Will Leitch, editor-in-chief of Deadspin.com.
“It’s sad to take that little time when your brain gets to check out from work for a little while to work on fantasy football and to maneuver in, ‘Okay, I have to make a bad trade with the CEO, but maybe I can screw over the underling, so I look better if I still have the CEO win,'” said Leitch.
Henby actually covers that. Making a lopsided trade is the first deadly sin of fantasy football networking.
“One should not do anything unethical while they are playing fantasy football,” said Henby. “If they do that, it could be perceived as a character flaw, which could then compromise future networking relationships.”
With the average fantasy player being classified as a 39-year-old male who makes $75,000, Henby has many potential customers.
“It sounds like a good idea, but if that’s what we’re coming to, where fantasy football is being used as a corporate networking tool, then maybe fantasy football has gotten too big,” said Leitch.

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Do You Love "Jogo Bonito"?

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Even though the WC is over, I’m still going to post about footie. If you love it like I do, or simply pay attention to Nike ads, you might know that Jogo Bonito means “beautiful game” in Portuguese. If you are a Brazil supporter, you may want to find out what your Brazillian name is for when you get your very own customized Brazillian football jersey. Yes, they did bow out of the tournament a tad earlier than most thought. They still rock, or should I say samba…
Here is my shirt:

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Via Chris

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The Final Countdown for the US in Real Time

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The restaurant beneath my office opened early today just for the World Cup matches. I’m there, with a laptop, coffee, borrowed wi-fi, American Flag, heart in stomach, and will present the game as I see and experience it:
10.30 AM – I’m watching the US World Cup match and cannot believe the bullshit that I just witnessed. Claudio Reyna, known as “Captain America,” supposedly the best and most professional of all US players, just tried to dribble out of his own zone, lost the ball, gave it to Ghana and they scored. He was laying on the ground clutching his leg while it happened, weeping like a little girl, and I thought he was done, like he had torn his ACL. Then he got up eventually and is still in the game, which makes it even worse, because his leg should be broken if he gave up the ball that easily. So the US is losing. Great. Not only that, but 2 minutes later the Italians scored to take the lead against the Czechs. “Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?!” Dreck! Merde! I’m so pissed…
10:40 AM – For the first time ever, Reyna comes out of a World Cup game. So he is hurt. Good. I feel bad about feeling this way but it’s how I feel – it was such a stupid, stupid play to get hurt on.
10:45 AM – GOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAL!!!! A take away by DeMarcus, a great cross to Dempsey who brilliantly strikes to finish and this game is tied baby! Their first “real” goal of the WC. Just now, a Czech player was given a red card. Things are looking up…
10:48 AM – And now they aren’t as more bullshit, this time thanks to the refs, has occurred. Ghana is awarded a penalty kick on a complete and utter senseless call. Although the striker looks nervous, he puts it away and Ghana is up now 2-1. I can’t believe this…
Half-time – Why is it that I feel as if only 3 penalty kicks have been awarded in the first round thus far? Figures that one would be against the US. I really feel that FIFA hates the US. I can’t even begin to go into it – one will think I’m a conspiracy nut. Plus, I don’t want to sound like Mark Cuban, the current “The Refs and League Hate Me” poster child. I do believe that the US can pull off an incredible comeback, but it’s going to be really difficult. They are re-reviewing the penalty kick and the announcer is saying “….not a penalty! In a game like this, you’ve got to really take a guy down, grab his hair…to get a penalty…” They report that Reyna’ injury is a twisted right knee, close to a torn ACL (which is what it looked like when he was flopping about on the ground). G-d, I hope the US plays out of their gourd and come back. “The next world cup is 4 years away – you don’t want to leave anything in the tank after these last 45 minutes.” I couldn’t agree more…and here we go – bon chance Les Etas-Unis!
11:10 AM – The US under Bruce Arena, their head coach, are 2-16-2 when trailing at half-time. Great stat. The announcer just complained about the grass not being match fit. I really hope the bitching doesn’t start already…who am I kidding, I’m bitching..
11:17 AM – The US has never won the 3rd game in the 1st round. Great stat. Thanks guys. The US has missed some chances and time keeps on slipping slipping slipping into the future.
11:26 AM – Its the 64th minute and I’m starting to get that sinking feeling. I know what the Aussie’s did against Japan but I’m not hopeful. Shot – POST! Damn it! McBride hits the post on a proto-typical McDiving header. Close but no cigar…
11:37 AM – Not much has happened of note. About 15 minutes are remaining in the match.
11:41AM – A hard tackle right outside the box. The US has a free kick and needs to capitalize on it. This is a very big play for them. What a crap ball! A horrible cross by Donovan and the ball sails out. Italy just scores again after a player literally dribbles around the Czech goalie. The Italians know how to get it done while Landon Donovan has not been a factor at all. So much for the “future of US Soccer.”
11:58 AM – Game over man, game over. The US had a lot of set pieces (corner kicks and free kicks) and had a lot of good chances towards the end but just couldn’t do anything with them which is what good footballers do – they convert those chances. It doesn’t matter what the FIFA rankings say, the US is not that great of a team. My ego has taken a bit hit here; I used to think we were so good and that we had really buiit on our success from ’02. They scored 1 goal in 3 games. Italy won but they lost. They are going home and hopefully will qualify for 2010 in South Africa. Damn it. My whole day is shot. All I say to say is, “3 Lions on the shirt….Go England!”