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I've spent the last fifteen years of my life railing against the game of soccer, an exercise that has been lauded as "the sport of the future" since 1977.
And it was perfect.” ― “I read somewhere that spiders can spin silk strong enough to hold the weight of a thousand trucks.
I tried to imagine those lines of silver, thinner than air, stronger than steel.
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If I were wheelchair-bound, nobody close to me would organise anything in a top-floor flat, so why would they plan anything for a winter Saturday afternoon.” ― “And one fine day the goddess of the wind kisses the foot of man, that mistreated, scorned foot, and from that kiss the soccer idol is born.
They coat our bodies, tie our limbs together, link our hearts. She felt it like a hot fire flashing up to her face. He seemed surprised by her speed but also delighted. She picked up the ball and sauntered back to him, then held out her hand to help him up."You don't have to smile so big," he said with a matching grin.
They can stretch across cities, countries – even anger. I felt them that first time I watched her play soccer. I watched a new Gracie crack out of her cocoon that day. When she reached him, he darted away, changing direction, but it seemed as if her body had anticipated where he was going to go and she ran parallel with him, her feet tipping in and trying to steal the ball.
Grey, moth-like, she seemed covered in a dust that let her take to the air. They’re beautiful things, moths, with their dark patterned wings hooking on wind to push them forward. Brush them just lightly, and they can’t fly anymore.” ― “For the record, the vuvuzela is not my enemy — and I even have, for reasons of self-defence installed a mini-vuvu with surprisingly powerful performance levels around my neck — though I miss hearing the crescendo of noise from the crowd that should accompany a promising attack on goal or a goal itself. This has not been a good day, and I really can't take any more.""Come get it, then." He smirked and ran away from her, kicking the ball lightly with the inside of his feet. He laughed and shifted his weight in one direction, then took off running in the other, using the inside of his foot to roll the ball."Wrong thing to do," she shouted angrily. She ran alongside him, then swung her leg in front of him and struck the near side of the ball.
He brings her down, puts her to sleep, showers her with compliments, dances with her, and seeing such things never before seen his admirers pity their unborn grandchildren who will never see them.” ― “It seems that soccer tournaments create those relationships: people gathered together in pubs and living rooms, a whole country suddenly caring about the same event. At Wembley, shouts from the 1966 World Cup, which England won, still resound, and if you listen very closely you can hear groans from 1953 when England fell to the Hungarians.
A World Cup is the sort of common project that otherwise barely exists in modern societies.” ― “The Stadium Have you ever entered an empty stadium? Montevideo’s Centenario Stadium sighs with nostalgia for the glory days of Uruguayan soccer.