Monday, June 14, 2010
Whether or not you love soccer you can't avoid it for the next four weeks. It has taken over the airwaves, the sports news, the evening news, the ticker tapes under programs, and advertising. World Cup fever has infected our house completely. There are no other TV channels available except ESPN and ABC. Four weeks of "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL" and heartache. Four weeks of second guessing and hoping. Four weeks of supreme misery and supreme joy. If you love soccer, you've got to love the World Cup which trumps any soap opera with more intensity and intrigue than a crime drama, more entertainment than any comedy, and more international exposure than any history lesson. Usually summer soccer limits itself to camps and tournaments, but every four years there's a larger stage for this sport that has captivated the world and is slowly winning over America one family at a time.
I remember watching my first soccer game in 1965. I don't remember their opponent, but I do remember the Italian National team. Why? Because the players crumpled to the grass on every real or imagined touch to their bodies and writhed in agony until an official suggested they should get up. Miraculously they recovered and often went on to achieve some spectacular steal or score. I thought they were incredible babies. My opinion has changed over time and experience. I still think Italians dissolve more easily than other nations, but I now understand the philosophy and the reasoning behind those breakdowns. In 34 years of watching soccer I've grown quite a bit in my understanding of the game, but I still learn something new every time I see a contest.
This will be my 11th World Cup, although it will be the first in which I have the opportunity to easily see all the games. Thank goodness the US sponsored the World Cup in 1994 which ushered in the deep TV coverage in America that most of us depend upon for our World Cup experience. This year the World Cup coverage is deeper than ever with TV, HD, mobile phone, and internet coverage. No matter where I am, I'll be able to tune into the World Cup and with my DVR and ESPN3.com, even if I absolutely can't tune in at that moment, I'll still be able to see the complete game and hear it announced in several languages should I decide to practice my fading German and French. I have push notifications coming to my cell phone to report half time and final scores as well as injury reports, cards, and substitutions.
As part of the anticipation leading up to the World Cup, South Africa sponsored a music festival in Johannesburg. Although most of the audience clearly called South Africa home, there were flags from all over the world waving during the performances. The show brought out some emotional feelings as the camera panned the multi-racial crowd enjoying the same music, the same night air, and the same experiences without borders or animosity. This international spirit of cooperation embedded in international competition always brings a lump to my throat. I'm a sucker for the Olympics, Summer and Winter, and I truly love the World Cup. Within the confines of international rules governing these games, nations can compete, win or lose, and shake hands at the end to go on to another contest or go home. There are individual bad behaviors which mar the overall civilized nature of the month's games, but thankfully those are few and quickly dealt with.
I'll probably write a few more blogs about the World Cup, so forgive me this indulgence. But I can't emphasize enough the significance of this event. Soccer has many large stages, but none so large as the World Cup. As a soccer fan and a soccer mom, I have to celebrate these four weeks. But especially as a mom I'm thankful for an experience we share as a family. I love the hours of white knuckles, agony, and unfettered joy that a delicious World Cup game offers to young and old. It's better than a 3D movie, which by the way is probably how you'll watch the World Cup next time around on your personal mobile TV. Believe me . . . this World Cup has just begun and I can't wait until 2014 in Brazil.