Six: Proposal for a Parallel Kemari League

Calling it the Beautiful Game Takes Guts Sometimes

I have argued that some features of soccer itself explain why the game has taken on some of the cultural roles it plays. The look of the pitch and the visibility of the players sets up the spectators' ability to project character traits and narratives. 

However, blame and credit should also be given to the claims people have made about the game. Early in FIFA's history, the organization organized something called "The World Cup" and continues to produce slogans like "For the Game For the World". 

  

There is a chance that we would hear less from soccer if FIFA had called their primary tournament the "Football Championship" and used slogans like "Soccer is Great to Play and to Watch." I do not know the reasons behind the very high aspirations of FIFA and, as an aside, the Olympic movement. How did they expect to get away with such strong claims? I argue that the beauty of the game produces a desire for a game that is also good. Slogans like "For the Game For the World" fit this desire for good to come from the organization of soccer. Of course, this would require less corruption, more charity, and continued use of soccer events to denounce bigotry of every sort. 

One of the slogans you often hear with soccer is "the beautiful game". Part of the actual appeal of the game is that a match can put up any aesthetic category. Matches can be brutal or ugly and at the same time dramatic. All the same, fans very often talk about which teams and managers play a good looking game. Teams that play a beautiful, daring, game are the ones that "deserve" to win. 

Calling it the "beautiful game" raises an aesthetic expectation that sometimes seems to have as little to do with the sport as do charity and world peace. However, I like the fact that soccer links itself to beauty as well as to charity and peace. The fact that this is often counter-factual (and even hypocritical) is, in the long run, a good thing. People start asking for changes to make the game better looking, less corrupt, and more beneficial. 

The idea of beauty is strongly linked to an idea about one team "deserving to win." We use this word "deserve" in a funny way. A team that really did score more goals than the other team can still fail to deserve to win. Sometimes, one says that a team should not have gotten a penalty or a red card but we even say this sort of thing when the team that passes and runs nicely just didn't get the ball in the net. We can draw from other sports and make sure a team that plays beautifully is awarded something. 

Call it the National Kemari League. 

Kemari is the name of a ball game played by aristocrats in thirteenth-century Japan. There was no winner, though members of the court often evaluated players. The game is still played in Shinto shrines on festival days. 

A recreation of a round of Kemari. Getty Images

Chikanobu tryptich showing nobles watching a round of kemari

The focus of Kemari is on keeping the ball in the air beautifully. I propose that a group of judges be appointed who watch soccer matches. They watch the same matches we do throughout a league's season. The judges use criteria developed over time to determine which team performed most beautifully. The most beautiful team in each match is awarded three points. If the teams are equal in their aesthetics, then they both get one point. 

At the end of the season, the winner is given a trophy or perhaps a traditional Kemari ball. 

We would call this Kemari as an homage to this earlier sport's focus on the beautiful. 

There is precedent in other sports. Diving, gymnastics, and figure skating have judges who reward the athlete whose moves they think looked the best. 

There are also sports that have multiple awards within the tournament. I think of cycling mainly. In the Tour de France there is a different colored polka dot shirt you get if you get the best times in the mountain stages. A green shirt is awarded to whoever wins the most sprints within each stage. A pair of magazines even give an award to the most "courageous" or "combative" cyclist. 

                         

Kemari would bring some attention where some ought to go. When a player runs beautifully around opponents only to miss the goal, why should that come to nothing? Now such a run could win the Kemari match within the soccer match. Time-wasting and whinging for a penalty now makes you more likely to win the soccer match. At least now it might cost you the Kemari match. 

Kemari could have its own audience. Broadcasters could have an alternative audio that explains why this team will be getting a high or low score. 

During the World Cup, I once tweeted that I would like to have an alternative audio featuring Tara Lipinski and Johnny Weir. It got a strangely large response. I would genuinely love to see them talk about the moments that prove the athleticism of the players and the moments that give us a picture of grace. They were the best announcers in the Winter Olympics. Every other match, I would love to see them rate Tottenham and Boston Breakers matches. (Erik Lamela and Roberto Soldado could be Kemari legends.) 

Bring them in! 

Kemari could have its own arguments. Should bad hair cost you? What about the manager's dress sense? Should the fans be taken into account? Goal celebrations? Post-match strops? 

There would be no need to wait until a league made this official. Let's get a sponsor and make this a thing. 

Knowing that judges are watching the beautiful aspect of the game and awarding a trophy could help fans who decide to keep watching the soccer match. They can finally decide between their conflicting desire for beauty and vicarious victory. Or will they end up wanting to win both leagues as fans do with the multiple soccer tournaments their team is in? 

Whatever fans decide to do, the establishment of a parallel simultaneous Kemari league will make sense of the strange idea that the losing team "deserved to win". Now they win. 

Shoki the Demon Queller Plays Kemari 19th Century Hanging Scroll Brooklyn Museum Collection

Five: Contingency, Irony, and Tottenham Hotspur

7/29/2015 

Written right after the MLS All-Stars hosted Tottenham Hotspur. 

What? You don't remember this match? 

In my soccer universe, I support Tottenham Hotspur. This was a deliberate decision. After a World Cup, I realized I wanted more and I surveyed leagues (for TV accessibility mainly) and then teams. 

I thought about the Bundesliga because I enjoy reading and hearing German but it was hard to find then. Internet streaming has improved and I was excited to hear that Fox's cable channels are now going to show their matches. The English league won and Tottenham won the second round after a brief period. Some silly reasons were in play, like the name of the club and the name of the stadium, White Hart Lane. There were some more serious reasons. None of those have held up over the years. 

Spurs had just come in fifth after quite a bit time at mid-table and it would be interesting to see a team move up or down. I loved watching Robbie Keane's crazy moves and expressive face when he plays for Ireland. The name of the team represented a low-income area of London that deserves some solidarity and refers to Harry Hotspur, a comedy-relief character in Shakespeare. 

Statue of Harry Hotspur at Alnwick Castle (Not at White Hart Lane) 

I enjoyed what I caught of the fan culture, which seemed to revel in the agonies of fan life in a league with four bigger clubs in it. In the end Tottenham seemed to outweigh the other choices. I felt I should pick a team because I would learn more about the league and game if I followed one team closely. I also hoped it would constrain me so I didn't lose too much time. 

Every reason I have given here no longer seems as conclusive or as "heavy". I still like the name and would bet, if I had to, on Tottenham for fifth place again this season. But the club doesn't do much for the Tottenham neighborhood. The name "White Hart Lane" evokes something grander than the stadium itself. The new stadium as planned will be more like a spaceship hovering over the area than a project that develops it. I have found fans of other clubs with a very rich sense of irony and have met Tottenham fans whose suffering is too, too, real. But now that I am in, I am in. What I know about the club instills in me a desire to know what happens next to the club. I also want to see it improve. 

Computer Rendition of the planned new stadium.
Hard to see here but other angles make the words "Naming Rights" clear on the side. 

I still wonder what to think after seeing Robbie Keane manhandle Jake Livermore at an exhibition. Keane was my first favorite player. I think he should have been arrested. 

My loyalty is not unbreakable. I would have left a club if its chairman had laid out a series of racist and anti-semitic statements like Dave Whelan did. Whelan's downright nutty claims included the charge that the word "Chink" is not racist and that Jews are as good as "English People". This was made harder to take given that Whelan was defending his hiring of Malky Mackay, whose very many and very blunt racist, sexist, and anti-semitic e-mails and texts had been made public by his former employer. They are both gone from Wigan but it took some work. 

While less serious, if the Tottenham chairman had signed Mourinho as a manager, as some journalists said he tried to do, I would have taken a vacation from my fandom. He bullshits so much. He poked another teams' assistant manager, Tito Villanova of Barcelona, in the eye and then smiled. I just couldn't watch him decry his victimization any more. He complains about leagues and referees who defer to him over and over. Soccer is meant to be entertaining. If Mourinho were a pretend wrestling villain, a heel who is pile-driven by the babyfaced good guy in the end, I could be entertained by that. But, no, he just keeps winning. 

When Sheffield United sought to sign a convicted rapist as a player, I could see that there are limits I have when it comes to players. Ched Evans maintains a website that names his accuser and blames her for how she dressed and for being drunk. 

I also could leave if fan culture got too rough to handle. Some Sheffield United fans were chanting "Ched Evans, Ched Evans, he does what he wants." The club, and all others, eventually did not take Evans on as a player. But this case helps lay out some limits for a fan and some of the reasons behind those limits. 

Soccer is an entertainment medium. I just don't want to see a rapist play the game. Some say he has done his time. That means he is not in prison anymore. I would not want to see an ex-convict banned from every sort of job. Some commentators were expressing concerns about the social exclusion of ex-convicts. They have a point but this is an drama staged before a crowd using very powerful means of presentation. Take the likelihood of more chants like the ones we heard before Evans played and it goes beyond. Clubs seemed to agree with me here. 

While nothing has been bad enough to drive me away yet, I am quite sure that there are instances where Tottenham is blameworthy. Fans chant awful things to Arsene Wenger and to Sol Campbell, who left Spurs to play for Arsenal, and to win Arsenal a championship. I am tired of Spurs fans shouting "Yiddo" because I am tired of all the speech act analysis that follows. It is a question of degree and of scale. As I weigh it all, I still come down on affection and continue to build a story of the team. 

Highly Recommended

I have also enjoyed the women's game so much that I am going to have to figure out how to follow it and Tottenham and still fulfill obligations I have to philosophy, politics, and family. I was impressed by the research cited in Kuper and Szymanski's book Soccernomics that showed a very large number of fans change clubs in search of different experiences. If I had considered that a live option when I looked for clubs, I might have had fun watching dodgy feeds in obscure leagues. 


I have an ironic love for Spurs. I know that it is the product of accidents. I am not obligated by this love to demean other clubs, league, or the women's game. I hate it when people don't just say "I got wrapped up with Club X. Now that I follow it, I don't have time to add another league." Can't argue with that. However, you often have to listen to someone complain about the height of women goalkeepers and speculations about which teams could beat which teams. They seek to ground their loyalty in something other than this accidental story, they end up contradicting themselves or bashing whole clubs, leagues, or women as a whole. To call all of women's soccer "unwatchable" is misogyny. A sense of irony prevents that. You don't need to justify your decision to watch Real Madrid. You just do. 

Search "Soccer Hipster" on Google Images and this is what you get.
There is simply nothing wrong here. How ironic can an axe be?

The word "irony" is currently under suspicion. We are often over-scrutinizing features of youth culture. Irony is one of the details that may get you branded a "hipster". There was some concern when the New York Times talked about the rise of soccer fandom within the New York "Creative Circles". They didn't actual use the word "hipster" but somehow other clues were cited by internet sorts as implying this. I am too old to figure this sort of thing out. It seems like the word "hipster" is used if anyone does anything that other youth are doing and you don't like that person. Irony here seems to be linked with insincerity. A word ("irony" or "hipster") lacks meaning if it includes passionate fans of mass sport and people too cool to care about whatever is popular.  I plan to write about irony, good and bad, in a later post. I will argue that it is unhealthy to approach a sport as a fan without any sense of irony. 

Carl Lloyd punting Sepp Blatter's head. Gorgeous. 

The NYT mentioned Howler Magazine in that article. Howler works very hard to produce good articles and beautiful design.If Howler is hipster, I only hope I can be a hipster one day. 







I have been able to stick with Tottenham because its seasons have worked the way I think the world works. Tottenham is the club for ironists. Let's look at Richard Rorty's definition of Irony: 

"...I use "ironist" to name the sort of person who faces up to the contingency of his or her own beliefs and desires - someone sufficiently historicist and nominalist to have abandoned the idea that those central beliefs and desires refer back to something beyond the reach of time and chance." Richard Rorty. Contingency, Irony, and Solidarity; 1989. 

 I do not think irony is an appropriate attitude towards all convictions, as Rorty later shows he does. (That is a whole other topic.) I think irony is absolutely the right stance for the fan towards beliefs and emotions that surround the game. My devotion to Spurs is contingent. If I had stumbled on someone else's funny blog or if the Bundesliga had been easier to watch, I could have become a Sankt Pauli fan. They seem more like my kind of people truth be told. 

"Saint Pauli Fans against the Right!"

Banners at Sankt Pauli match supporting Refugee and calling out racist harassment

As for nominalism-- what do we even mean when we refer to "Tottenham Hotspur". The squad changes often. The management changes more often. Owners change and we don't watch them anyway. The crowd in the stands is the strongest link to the whole history of the club. Can a TV fan like me really point to the crowd and say, "That's us?" 

Rorty elsewhere also describes the ironist as story-telling but aware that narratives are tricky. They have to leave much out and focus on particulars that don't star in later stories. The world is not organized like an author organizes a story. So many details make no sense. To tell a story, even a true one, we have to leave much out or the story will not work. 

Spurs' seasons also do not build up the way an author would build up a narrative. They are not redemptive. Ferguson and Mourinho are not pile-driven. The big clubs get to steer the story with money and they steer the story-telling later as they talk about talent and virtue. I don't want to take anything away from the players on these clubs. But lessons learned from the stories they tell are just not going to translate. 

Unlike in a "good story", Tottenham's virtues are often trumped by money and wacky fate. There has been poison lasagna and there have been players lost to Real Madrid and (worse) Manchester United. A player stated that he was hexed by his mother. We often lose or win 3 to 2. We always win a couple of matches we should have lost and we always lose one more match we should have won. 

This image is called the "Cleaning of the Cockerel".
It is featured often in Spurs literature.
If this doesn't provoke some irony
(and some Freudian speculation),
I don't know what can.

For all that, I loved it when Spurs won the League Cup in 2008. (The manager that day, Juande Ramos, went on to lose match after match. Fans believe that he talked very little because he did not want to admit he needed a lot of translation. When I looked for a club, I hoped for a little bit of crazy storytelling.) I would also love that season in which we win the Premier League and the Champions League. But... 

But if victory became constant, if Tottenham left the pull of gravity itself, it would become alien to me and I could lose that unearned vicarious connection I have. This means, ironically, my team's enemies play a role for me. Each season a billionaire's train set passes by the players I know, I am assured they are earthlings. (Arsenal pass by Spurs season while spending less money. I suppose I should write them a thank-you-note of some kind. Now my sporting world is just as counter-narrative as my lived world.) 

I want Spurs to win while they still represent me and all those who can barely explain the world they must live in. I want to see them win while still seeing them subject to the crazy train of contingency and weird luck. This may be a bit of projection on my part, but I can't imagine Tottenham winning without the earth being moved with it-- moved somewhere I would gladly see it go. 

Grant Wahl Knows Where the Stories Are

In the last post on this blog, I despaired that no journalist is asking about religious and homophobic discrimination within the Women's World Cup squads. 

(By the way, that post had a record number of views.) 

Grant Wahl however has asked the important questions and put out a great article. 

That's not Michael Bradley or that dude from Midnight Oil. That's the best soccer journalist out there. 

He gets quotes from Nigeria's Manager and from an anonymous team source. Edwin Okon said what is about the best thing he can say, claiming a "Don't ask, don't tell policy." Anything else could launch a criminal investigation back home. Wahl makes it clear that there is much more than homophobic exclusion at stake. The law in Nigeria includes a penalty of fourteen years in prison. 

In an incredible series of Twitter updates, Wahl confirmed interest among Nigerian soccer officials in hiring Pia Sundhage after the Cup. Sundhage is openly lesbian. That is an interesting story. 

Wahl has appeared on Fox as a correspondent but I've seen more of this sort of story covered on his twitter feed @GrantWahl and his Sports Illustrated columns, which are lately being compiled as part of an excellent series called Upfront Offside. There you can catch Laurent Dubois, Jean Williams, Brenda Elsey, Jennifer Doyle, Shireen Ahmed, Joshua Nadel and Lindsay Sarah Krasnoff. (Once you read them, you will understand why a list like this makes me acts like a total nerd fan.) 

Wahl frames his discussion in terms of fairness to the players. That is completley legit. I think this issue is also relevant when discussing performance. 

Here is the moment to talk about homophobia and a national team

Alexi Lalas very often talks about attitude and mindset when he describes what it takes to win. (This is considered a very American thing, though I certainly hear a lot from British pundits about "belief".) 

Fox also has had a problem with running out things to say because they have so many analysts on at once. 

If you have already said "I love set pieces." this session, why not say something new like: 

"It is always going to be hard to develop a women's team with the threat of fourteen years of prison hanging over the heads of players." 

Because that is true. 

Or 

"If they are interested in hiring Pia Sundhage, who has a proven record, they will have to face the fact that Sundhage is openly lesbian and would face jail time in their country." 

Because that is true. 

Or 

"African teams need to face the best opponents possible between tournaments but that won't be possible if their laws threaten to jail gay and lesbian players." 

Because that is true. 

Or 

"These Nigerian women run the risk of being accused of being lesbians. This is used to shame women all over the world. We are learning that there is no shame. However, these women are heroes because they risk more than being bullied. They risk fourteen years of jail when they play for their country. They are heroes." 

Because that is true. 

 

 Creative fans can praise and blame without waiting on anyone in media. Just like soccer fans went around sports media and developed their own ways of watching soccer and discussing it away from the Jim Romes and the Pat Buchanans of the world. We can praise heroic women like this Nigerian squad and blame everyone who threatens or ignores those threats. 

So, thank you Nigeria and Nigeria fans for livening up this tournament. 

Can't a Journalist Ask about Discrimination in Sport?

6/9/2015 -- after NGA v SWE 

First off, I love the Women's World Cup. Read the following knowing that I have enjoyed everything I've seen so far. 

Eric Wynalda made it clear that he is impressed with Nigeria's manager Edwin Okon. Their 3-3 draw was great fun to watch. 

There is a tendency to praise in the World Cup. The Super Falcons ran like crazy but I there was evidence of a lack of set piece defense training. Asisat Oshoala is so good-- I would need to see more games before I decide Okon is a good manager. Morale and belief can come from players as well. They would have won if they had not been unorganized in set pieces. 

An aside: after Germany's destruction of Ivory Coast (10-0), I and a lot of folks out there really wanted to see an African team put in a good performance. Cameroon's win over Ecuador (not as competitive a team as Sweden) was also exciting. Gaëlle Enganamouit is a star. 

Cameroon's Super-Personality

Here's where I get really concerned. When Okon stresses the team "prays all the time", I can't help but worry about past discrimination. I do not object to prayer on the pitch. It can be very dramatic and striking to see. 

This image is the kind of thing I want to see when it is player initiated. Of course, it would be annoying if the game has to be delayed like NFL games would pause for Tim Tebow. The manager though, cited it as an explanation for their good performance. 

So, here's the question that a journalist needs to ask. What if a player does not want to pray? Not everyone believes and many believers have different prayer styles. Nigeria is religiously diverse. How is that managed? Are there Christian and Muslim prayers? Or is the team all one or the other? 

Right now, Fox has shown us a team that prays together without any friction. It is irresponsible to present that without asking questions. 

Furthermore, Nigeria has had recent problems with explicit religion-based discrimination against lesbian players on the part of Edwin Okon's bosses. 

In 2013, Nigeria's Women's Football league president, Dilichukwu Onyedinma, called for all lesbians to be banned from football. She describes interfering with clubs to root it out. 

“Yeah, we don’t tolerate lesbianism and we always discuss it whenever we meet. We always warn clubs and club chairmen, to please tell their players to desist from it, because any player that we pick for national competitions, and we hear a little story that is involved in that, we disqualify the player.” 

Onyedimma cites the Bible in ways that should be familiar. (Does she cite the Bible when it comes to Muslim or non-religious players?) She should not be considered a side show. She serves on the Nigerian Football Federation's Executive Committee and, incredibly, is Deputy Chair of their Committee on Ethics and Fair Play. 

I have just linked to Jim Buzinski's article in OutSports and Mark Baber's blog Football Rights. But that is just it. Why isn't this part of the mainstream soccer press' discussion of preparation and squad selection? 

Football Rights cites one Nigerian women playing pro football in Sweden, Chichi Igbo, who is a lesbian and has not been called up. Are there others? I know one cannot prove that Igbo is being discriminated against. Asking Onyedinma revealed much. Ask Edwin Okon. Would he give up a Megan Rapinoe and a Abby Wambach? We hear a lot about "morale management". Why not discuss the effect of a sword hanging over the heads of all the players, any of whom can be accused at any moments. Onyedinma says she only needs "to hear a little story." 

The Nigerian FA's explicit policy includes opposition to discrimination based on religion and based on sexual orientation. Onyedinma doesn't seem to care. 

This is the sort of thing FIFA should work on. There is a right to play. But they are asleep at the switch. An explicit anti-lesbian activist sits on the Committee on Fair Play but FIFA is too busy. They are the ones who hired Edwin Okon. 

So, during the press conference, why not ask: 

"The head of Nigeria's women's league and co-chair of the NFF's ethics committee wants all lesbians removed from football. Do you support that?" If he says no. "How do you deal with a national leadership that is so hostile to some of your players?" 

"Not all Nigerians pray and not all Nigerians pray the same way. You've cited prayer as a secret to your good performance. How do you deal with religious diversity?" 

One of the problems with sports journalism is that it is repetitive. These questions can break it up a bit. 

When Fox covers Soccer, it should say something about the hardships faced by women who want to play. I've focused on Nigeria here but these problems pop up everywhere. Italy's women players cancelled its cup final to protest the head of Italy's amateur football association calling them "a bunch of lesbians". Homophobia extends to gay and straight alike one more time. There are fifteen players and two coaches who are out during this World Cup. What would they say to teams that have none? 

This is not only important. It is interesting. Why not interview Chichi Igbo? If Hope Solo's private life is news, why isn't this? Do players in pro leagues talk about this? Shouldn't FIFA let players who have faced discrimination switch to countries where they now live and get to play? 

Does Homophobia Distract Anyone?

I really liked the short bio of Megan Rapinoe Fox Soccer made, which mentioned her coming out as "gay" (her word). I wouldn't change that film. I liked it and want people to see it. She and Solo were the difference between the US and Australia during the opening game. It is nice to see her sporting personality linked to such an expressive spirit. 

Mike Huckabee- Do you really want to prevent more Megan Rapinoes? 

But you have to spend some time showing that being free isn't only about your courage or your attitude. Not that long ago, Rapinoe would have been excluded as a matter of policy. Not that long ago, she would have been accused of distracting the team or whatever when she came out. We benefit when we celebrate diversity and fairness. We are all freer and happier. 

In fact, a very large part of the story of women's soccer would need to acknowledge the role played by lesbian cultural institutions in the US and in Europe. Don't sweep it under the rug. Clubs like Hackney Women's Football Club moved mountains to create good spaces to play. Celebrate it. One reason Norway was so good in the early nineties was that they were drawing players from this culture. When the head of Italy's Lega Nazionale Dilettanti (great phrase) uses the word "lesbian" as an insult, one response is to just show most people don't think so anymore. 

This game is beautiful. It exerts power over the viewer. That power can either be mobilized for exclusion or can serve as an opportunity to generate spaces that are more just and more peaceful than the rest of the world. The game won't do good by accident. It won't do any good without asking questions about how players are treated. 

Football Action Network Manifesto

Highly recommended, this manifesto for a better game. David Goldblatt takes seriously the place that soccer has in British society. Here in the states, this manifesto should guide future decisions by the WPSL and MLS.

I will throw this in. If the game is beautiful, it needs to also be good.

http://www.theguardian.com/football/blog/2015/mar/28/football-action-network-manifesto-this-game-is-our-game-general-election-premier-league

Sign held up by Crystal Palace fans after Premier League TV deal is announced in 2015.

Put Your Hands Together!

Two things I love: 

On the one hand there is:

 David Goldblatt's stories of the cultural and spectacle that comprises and surrounds soccer. 

           

     


On the other hand there is: 

The blog "Football is a Country" which looks at Africa, race, and soccer. 

Well put your hands together: 

"Football is a Country" reviews Goldblatt's book Futebol Nation: The Story of Brazil through Soccer. 

Football is a Country is part of a larger project called Africa is a Country. Great stuff. 

David Goldblatt has also just published The Game of Our Lives, a history and cultural account of English soccer. 

Goldblatt is also a frequent commentator on Dummy, the podcast put out by Howler Magazine.  I don't know how writers write so much. 

By the way, I have just gotten word that I have published a piece on soccer and creative fandom. I will say more when that get closer to public release. 

Four: Germany Wins The World Cup-- What Does it Mean?

People say “It’s the USA versus Mexico tonight.” In every World Cup, England always end up playing a country that they once fought in a war or had colonized. That comes from identifying with a long history that includes a large empire. I suppose some match-ups are not as fraught. New Zealand versus Italy or Ivory Coast versus Japan come to mind. Some match-ups are exciting for strictly footballing reasons, like Germany versus Argentina. Germany's story of its self is very closely linked to the sport. 

     Let’s take West Germany’s 1954 World Cup victory in Berne. Called “Das Wunder von Bern” Germany now re-enters the world stage. There is a way to participate in the international community again. The defeat and corruption of the Nazis will only haunt the country so long. This final was the first time the German National Anthem had been played at an international event since World War Two.

 

1954 Germany in White and Hungary in Black.
Morlock scores for Germany. Source: Getty Images

   German characteristics were often cited in explaining the victory. Adidas had invented a new boot with screw-in studs so you could keep the same boot on in muddy weather. Teamwork, diligence, and technology will get Germany out of its troubles. Das Wunder von Bern is part of the story of the Wirtschaftswunder. The Cold War also comes into play as Germany beat a Hungarian team widely considered one of the most skillful ever.[1] A cold rain is sometimes still called “Fritz Walter weather” after the captain of this team. 

     There are hundreds of examples of soccer matches invested with narrative implications. Polish fans remember a match on July 3^rd 1974 that they call “Der Wasserschlacht” the “Water Slaughter”.

A whole day of rain created conditions that were widely said to give Germans an advantage. Germany did win the match, knocking Poland out of the tournament. I was very struck when I found out that Polish television replayed this entire match right before showing a recent encounter between these two teams in the 2008 European Championship. How could anyone invest themselves in such grief? 

     France’s World Cup 1998 winning side is celebrated as a triumph for the multicultural vision of France. (The story of Zidane became the stuff of obsession because a multi-colored France won in France.) It would be hard now to win with a racist understanding of any national team. Jean-Marie Le Pen stated that he would

rather have a team composed of “actual” Frenchman. The team signed a statement that they would not play for France if Le Pen won the French presidential election. The team represents the country and its composition forces a debate. Debating the national team gets people talking to each other who otherwise do not meet.

     Similarly, many Americans have recently learned of the existence of Black Germans as the US national team has recruited among the children and grandchildren of Americans.

     

I was struck by an article Ogo Sylla on Howler magazine’s website that argues that the 2014 Men’s World Cup is the first German victory that “means nothing”.[1] Sylla calls this the "first apolitical victory in it's soccer history." 
It is hard to argue that this victory meant more than the one in 1954 but stories will be told. Right before the World Cup Final, David Goldblatt places the German team in the “real-world” context that informs the sporting narrative:

Germany, finally emerging as what it has been for decades, the pre-eminent European power, has a football team to match its ambitions and its character: brilliantly organised but instantly flexible, individually accomplished but telepathically networked, technically superior to the Brazilians in touch, positioning and anticipation. Yet they carry other German traits too: a collective solidarity that disdains the egotistical, and a realistic conservatism about an uncertain world, for no one feels victory is assured. (“The World Cup is Political Theater of the Highest Order” the Guardian 11 July 2014)

Ogo Sylla is arguing that this German victory is, unlike some earlier matches, neither changing the self-assessment Germany has or its international reputation. There is no Zero hour in the recent past nor is there a Cold War in the present. But the idea that Germany has it figured out in a world of chaos is not the worst message to put out. There is a reason Angela Merkel showed up for so many pictures with the team. 
     Sylla describes the narrative as wholly soccer-based. But look at his final two paragraphs. 

Following the country’s failure at the 2000 European Championships, Germany heavily overhauled its soccer infrastructure. The DFB integrated more immigrants into its academies — facilitated by the reform of the German nationality law in 1999 — to improve the selection pool, which opened the path to the likes of Lukas Podolski and Miroslav Klose (Polish descent), Mesut Özil and Sami Khedira (Turkish descent) and even Mario Gomez (Spanish descent), among others.  

Maybe this absence of any added significance in victory has helped Germany focus better on their objective: winning. At least, compared to Brazil, the difference was clear as day. Unlike the hosts who were all emotion, Germany had been all business. 

What is submitted as "all business" and "apolitical" is highly political. Germany is winning because it has become cosmopolitan. 
     Sylla is not one hundred per cent accurate, though international immigration is confusing. Germany would have issued passports (if not full citizenship) to all of these players. Klose and Poldoski were Aussiedler and had a right to citizenship based on German ancestry. Mesut Özil is a third-generation German and Khedira (of Tunisian descent) and Gomez have German parents. The path was not opened by new immigration laws. This team is marked by the Europeanization of Germany. Look at the picture with Merkel and our idea of what it means to be German is shown to have shifted. (This move is one of the reasons Germany has weathered a few economic storms it should be said.) 
     This raises the question of how important a World Cup should be. I have been arguing that creative fans should write the stories that work and that ought to be told. Goldblatt is an excellent example of this, though some of the debtor countries in Europe may not be as impressed with Germany's economic achievement. Sylla's tone reminds us that we should have an ironic stance towards all narratives that hold sport up next to the world. Once a result is used to explain the outer-soccer context, we should look back into the soccer context. After all, if Mario Götze had just hiccuped, we would have told a story of Argentina recovering from a currency crisis. If that didn't work, then we would have told a story of a very resolute team. Or we would have deified Messi. 
     I am ready to welcome these big stories if irony is brought to bear. However, the fact that FIFA denies glory to the women's game gives the ironist the upper hand.

FIFA spent more money on a movie United Passions about the history of its executives than it would cost to lay down sod for the upcoming Women's World Cup. I have not seen this movie but one can see where the glory-priority lies. Matches played on artificial turf have a lower-league feel just like the ding of an aluminum bat gives a baseball game a lower-league feel. FIFA says that Canada won the bid and they might use turf for men in the future. FIFA failed to get a good bid. They only got two and the other was from Zimbabwe. They could have said that and tried again. FIFA may well know that if Russia or Qatar insist on turf for every pitch, the tournament will be denounced. Instead of fibbing, FIFA could make it a priority to give the women's game some of this story-telling power. Make it look right. 

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[1] Ogo Sylla, “For Germany, For Once, It Means Nothing: previous triumphs were fraught with political overtones but the 2014 champions will be remembered solely for their soccer” Howler at http://www.howlermagazine.com/germany-means-nothing/

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[1] See Deutsche Welle, “Mourning the Miracle of Berne”   http://www.dw.de/mourning-the-miracle-of-bern/a-948399-1. Like many people I also would refer to David Goldblatt’s The Ball is Round [ref and ppg.]. This title quotes Sepp Herberger, the manager of this German team.