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I told Hector in the deli a year ago that Beckham could not resist the allure of starting anew in the States; Hector dismissed me as crazy. Ditto Mr. Hirshey of Deadspin.com. Still, I take no pleasure in dancing in front of them..not! Hah!! Told 'em so, those 2 futball experts!!! And we got ze book.
Chelsea's 3rd string goalie, now in the nets due to injuries to the top 2, is actually named Hilario. Really? As for other soccer doings, the documentary about the Cosmos is now airing on ESPN - Once in a Lifetime - featuring Pele, Giorgio, Franz, Carlos and Harper editor, David Hirshey! Really? And I told Hector at the deli today that I stand by my prediction that Beckham will play in the US someday. He said, Really? No way.
I've been despairing of late about the ongoing commercialization of sport, esp. the Nike logo everywhere (is it on the jocks, too?), the signs behind home plate and twirling courtside ads. BUT THERE IS HOPE!! One sports team which has never put sponsors logos on their jerseys is now going to...and pay them for it!! Barcelona will pay UNICEF $2 million a year! See the story. I am amazed and pleased.
Okay, I've had my fill of ze futbol, after the weekend, July 4 & 5 orgy of games. High point: French coach making the dive motion. Ref needed to hand out SAG cards to Italy and Portugal for overacting, not yellow cards.
Bookseller Chick has some wonderful new postings. One is a painfully true look at bookstore life (book display and shelving is one of those devil-in-the-details aspects that can drag the day down, or elevate it when all goes well), and the other is an interview with author Ayun Halliday, whose No Touch Monkey looks hysterical.
I found a Spice Girls CD in a box the other day with some other items of my daughter’s earlier years. I was able to embarrass her greatly with this artifact. Okay, only a little; she knows my tricks. She’s Smarty Spice, my little math whiz, and thankfully doesn’t care that Beckham is married to Posh. (I repeat my prediction that he is moving to the US next year, as he attempts, like Pele before him, to raise US soccer’s profile.)
Last night, my non-Sporty spice girl asked me to stop on the Univision replay of the Italy-Australia game so she could hear what Spanish she could recognize. (Spanish is the main second language taught in NYC public schools, which makes sense. My 5 years of French serve little beyond the occasional menu reading.) And Hector at the deli even knew that the referee in the game was prone to bad calls; the game-ending penalty call was atrocious.
My daughter and I can't watch Spain and France together today on Univision. What is pelotta in French anyway? But I REALLY want to skip work to catch Brazil v. Ghana.