I work at a social media website for football (soccer to us Americans). One of the perks of the job is I get to speak with football crazies from all over the world on a daily basis. Their passion is enviable and highly addictive. I don’t pretend to know the sport or culture but one thing that stands out to me at least, is the difference between American sports where the focus is more on individual athletes as opposed to football where a greater emphasis is placed on the club, community and tradition (or so it appears to this outsider looking in). So here’s my two cents – and it’s probably worth half that
Football is Beautiful
It’s far bigger than the players or the clubs
Football is a people, a culture, a community
It’s a history, tradition
And tradition, not measured in decades but moments.
It’s religion. Not a religion but the religion
More people in this world have met heaven on the verdant pitch than through a god of any other name
It requires faith, not faith in the unknown but faith in spite of what is all too well known.
Football is human and bares its own shortcomings and injustice
Football is life, hardly perfect but worth pursuing
Football releases the purest of emotion in spectators and participants.
In an instant men turn to children and boys to Gods,
Ecstasy and anguish separated by so little it must be fate
Or the capricious nature of a benevolent host.
Football is beautiful.
Update: Here’s the other side of the coin, an excellent post appropriately titled F*** Football