I’m not so bold as my blogging colleague to offer up my “favorite” player, but observant eyes will notice that “Le Hawk” is rising to the top of my attentions. He’s the only player whom I’ve christened with a nickname after all. And there is a lot to like about him: the fact that he was the first player signed to the MLS Sounders, his thick French accent, that he runs like hell and misses French bakeries.
That was all good enough, but after seeing Le Hawk take off his red boot and offer it up to a kid in the stands after last Saturday’s match, I’m now officially gushing.
Should you momentarily guffaw at the idea of him missing French bakeries (which you can reference here), you might be won over by the following information about Le Hawk’s international aspirations. Speaking about playing for the French National Team, he said:
"I would like to play for the U.S.," said Le Toux, who remains a French citizen. "I would want to play for the country that gave me a chance, and I really love it here. It would be an honor if I received the opportunity to play for them."
Class, baby. That’s class.
Showing posts with label red boots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label red boots. Show all posts
Monday, June 1, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
The Secret behind Fredy’s Slump
There’s been a lot of speculation this week about what it’s going to take to get Fredy Montero back on track. It’s made me wonder what it was that got him off track in the first place. And I think I’ve figured it out. It’s quite obvious, in fact.
It’s the shoes. Yep, those red boots that he’s been sporting lately.
In the beginning we had this:
Lovely goal scoring feet shod in plain ol’ neutral-toned shoes. The kind that left defenders standing with their jaws dropped open. Then, around the time of the Kansas City game, those shoes came off, literally:
And things changed. Next thing I knew, Fredy came out with red boots on. Sure, they catch the eye. And red symbolizes all kinds of sexy things like lust, courage, danger even. But it also represents sin and guilt and volatility. After all, red cars are statistically more likely to be involved in accidents. And it sure seems like Fredy’s crashed recently.
What happened? Why the change? Don’t soccer players have the same superstitions as the rest of professional athletes? I see enough players crossing themselves as they run onto the pitch or step up to a corner kick to think that’s true. Don’t mess with a good thing, Fredy! Go back to the old shoes and leave the red boots to Le Hawk:
It’s the shoes. Yep, those red boots that he’s been sporting lately.
In the beginning we had this:
Lovely goal scoring feet shod in plain ol’ neutral-toned shoes. The kind that left defenders standing with their jaws dropped open. Then, around the time of the Kansas City game, those shoes came off, literally:
And things changed. Next thing I knew, Fredy came out with red boots on. Sure, they catch the eye. And red symbolizes all kinds of sexy things like lust, courage, danger even. But it also represents sin and guilt and volatility. After all, red cars are statistically more likely to be involved in accidents. And it sure seems like Fredy’s crashed recently.What happened? Why the change? Don’t soccer players have the same superstitions as the rest of professional athletes? I see enough players crossing themselves as they run onto the pitch or step up to a corner kick to think that’s true. Don’t mess with a good thing, Fredy! Go back to the old shoes and leave the red boots to Le Hawk:
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