Monthly Archives: December 2006

My old comrade Dan (aka “The Hassidic Harrier”) chimed in this morning with the disappointing news that the Vatican City isn’t likely to field a football team any time soon. So the collective childlike excitement we all felt at the … Continue reading →

Watch this, then tell me if the Club World Cup is as meaningless as we are assured by a phalanx of Eurosnobic commentators every time it rolls around. Check out Ronaldhino’s face after Internacional goes up 1-0 on a crackling … Continue reading →

Europeans don’t seem to take the World Club Championship (or FIFA Club World Cup ™, as it has been pretentiously rebranded) very seriously. I wonder why.

So Liverpool lands Barca in the Champions League knock-outs, and everyone’s acting like it’s some big tragedy. Wait—isn’t that why you want your club to nab a European spot? To duel the best and see the biggest clubs on your … Continue reading →

The New York Sun may be one of the strangest newspapers in America, but soccer columnist Paul Gardner is worth reading for his sharp-elbowed, argumentative style. He sounds off today on the need to end the North Euro stranglehold on … Continue reading →

It’s not every day that we Portlanders awake to find Roman Abramovich gazing from the front page of our local paper. Seems he will soon add a substantial chunk of one of Oregon’s larger companies to his portfolio. It will … Continue reading →

The biggest transfer (or as they say in this country, “trade”) in Major League Soccer history just went down: Adu from DC United to Real Salt Lake, bundled with reserve (but seasoned) ‘keeper Rimando, in exchange for a “major allocation” … Continue reading →

Let the speculation begin: did Klinsmann simply decide on a polite thanks-but-no-thanks so he can spend more quality fun’n’sun time at his California dacha; or did the United States Soccer Federation pull one of its characteristic almighty cock-ups? Either way, … Continue reading →

Did it have to be Sunderland? Is there really a market for this sort of thing? Sounds like these poor bastards are about to star in an intimate scene of another sort, protagonist Roy Keane. Makes you feel for them. … Continue reading →

This thing is falling apart, though Werder really should have put at least one away. On the upside, Torsten Frings got a yellow. Oooooh, and at 81, the Werder keeper slaughters Ludovic at the top of the area in a … Continue reading →