that was the name of one of the fields i used to practice at when i played recreational soccer as a kid. little caesar’s owned the field; this was at the time their slogan was, “pizza! pizza!”
|me playing soccer as a freshman in high school|
being that soccer is my favorite sport and also highly enjoyed by my family, we tend to schedule our lives around the world cup.
in 2006, we woke up early to watch the morning games, did yard work from about eleven to one-thirty, then trudged back into the house to watch the afternoon games. we did this every. single. day.
& when germany lost to france in the semifinals, i refused to say “france” for about two to three weeks thereafter.
in 2010, honduras qualified for the world cup. we were thrilled. unfortunately, they lost every game, but we cheered for the u.s.a. – and i cheered for germany, too – after that. we even saw some of the games while in honduras because the round of 16 started after we had gotten there.
this is not a world cup year. this is not a men’s world cup year. it’s a women’s world cup year.
and so, because of all that, this is what i’ve been watching this afternoon: