Friday, November 13, 2009

Bruce Almighty


I’m sorry, Bruce. I should have known better. I should never have doubted you. There, I said it. I was wrong. It wasn’t the first time, and certainly won’t be the last. While it’s embarrassing how wrong I was, I’ve never been so happy to be in error.

You see, I’m talking of course, about my immediate dismissal of Bruce Arena. After Ruud Gullit ‘resigned’ midway through last season, the Galaxy head honchos turned to Bruce Arena. “The Bruce” is a well-known figure in the soccer community, perhaps best known as the former head coach of the United States National Team from 1998-2006.

Arena was certainly a big name, which the Galaxy seemed to consider a major factor, and definitely carried an impressive resume. He had been extremely successful at the NCAA level, with the University of Virginia in the 80’s and early 90’s. He later took DC United to three consecutive MLS Cup Finals, winning in both ‘96 and ‘97. And of course, there was the national team. After the United States dismal performance in France ‘98, Arena replaced coach Steve Sampson. He turned the team around over the next four years, culminating with an amazing World Cup run in 2002, leading the “Nats” all the way to the quarterfinals.

But did he still have it? After the success of the 2002 World Cup, the US flamed out in the group stage in 2006. Arena was left with egg on his face after some controversial decisions and an overly defensive style. The US Soccer federation chose not to renew his contract, and Arena returned to the MLS, this time with the New York Red Bulls. He found little success in a season and half at the helm of New York. His decision to bring in over-the-hill Claudio Reyna as his ‘designated player’ seemed to cement to many that he had lost his marbles. Once again, Bruce was out of a job.

But not for long. After a chaotic 9 months under the eccentric Ruud Gullit, the Galaxy cleared house. Arena was named coach and general manager, relieving Alexi Lalas of the latter duty.

Monday, November 9, 2009

A Perfect Day at Stanford Stadium

Last Saturday, I crossed another item off my sports ‘bucket list’. In the past eighteen months, I’ve been lucky enough to cross a handful of things of the list- I’ve been to an NBA Finals game, I’ve seen a match at Wembley Stadium, I’ve seen a premier league soccer game, I’ve met a favorite athlete, amongst a few other things. This Saturday, I rushed the field after a huge college football upset.

One of my best friends, Greg, is a huge Stanford fan. As we don’t have a team here at UC Santa Cruz, every sports fan has their own reasons for the college football team they root for: their parents’ alma matter, proximity to their hometown, a school their friends go to, etc. Greg’s favorite college team is Stanford. Even though Palo Alto is about an hour drive from Santa Cruz, he’d never been there to see a game before. This year, as seniors, he decided it was the last chance. I love college football, and was more than happy to join.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Anticipation

I’m sitting at my desk, books cracked, Microsoft Word open, and my ‘study/reading’ playlist cranking out calming tunes. Everything is set up perfectly for me to begin my paper due tomorrow; except there is one problem- I just can’t focus, no matter how hard I try. My mind is somewhere else entirely.

As any college student knows, this is far from unusual. Yet, this is not typical procrastination- this is something much more serious. This is 'anticipation'. For tonight is no ordinary night, it is the eve of the NBA season, and the eve of my beloved Lakers quest for their 16th title.

Anticipation- the NBA’s tagline for its season opening week- is not simply a state of mind, it is a feeling that grasps you entirely, rendering you unable to complete even the most basic tasks. It strikes obsessive sports fans often- sometimes worse than others. We can feel it before every game. We feel it more before big games, or at the beginning of the post-season. It is on opening day however, that we feel anticipation most strongly.