Soccer isn’t on my radar screen. I regard it as akin to ice hockey — a great game to play, a good game to watch live, but bordering on lousy television.
The few times I’ve caught “Morning Joe” at the gym I’ve been amused by all the yuppie-banter about various (mostly English) Football Clubs. You can tell it’s an faddish affectation, like cigar bars or flavored martini’s.
I found this whole article amusing as a critique of our urban-elite’s who are trying so hard, like President Obama, to be accepted by his betters in Europe. I guess I didn’t get the memo, I thought we were “pivoting to Asia”?
Ironic, as soccer in England was the game of the working class, while Rugby and Cricket were more for the upper classes.