Why LA Galaxy? I asked. “I know nothing about football. I’ve got this shirt from a friend”. Locked behind the bars of a cage made of bamboo sticks, 23 year old Taung Lon shivers under his filthy blanket. It is his first week at the Youth for Christ centre for heroin addict and tropical heat is not enough to make him warm in a moment … Continue reading LA GALAXY, TAUNG LON
Why Dutch? I asked. “For all of my life I’ve been a Barça and Netherlands supporter. My father encountered the sublime at the World Cup in West Germany 1974…I was born in November of that year in New York, this shirt was my destiny. My parents are from an island, Antigua, that in those days was colonized by the English. But my father, headstrong like … Continue reading Netherlands, Rowan
Why Hajduk? I asked. “I had no idea about Hajduk before my friend gave me this shirt. However, since then I became interested in the club, and that beautiful city in Croatia.” To my great surprise, Yuya came that day to work wearing a snow white Hajduk shirt. He said good morning and quietly sat to have our usual tasteless bowl of miso soup and rice for … Continue reading HAJDUK SPLIT, YUYA
Why EST? I asked. “That’s my home team.” It always gives me a great pleasure when I meet someone wearing a jersey of a team I really know nothing about. Karim came to Montreal two years ago. We had brief chat about the World Cup qualifiers while his three companions patiently waited and helped in directing him to pose for the camera. In coming weeks … Continue reading ESPÉRANCE DE TUNIS, KARIM
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