Why Bayern? I asked, astounded. “Because of Ribéry, he’s our favourite player.” I was some 50m behind them when I notice two large number 7 walking away. The whole street was shiny red. I increased my walking speed thinking of the best way to approach them, to make sure they agree to be photographed. I can’t miss this opportunity, I thought. But suddenly they stopped … Continue reading BAYER MUNICH, MARIO and SAMUEL
Why Chelsea? I asked. “I don’t know, I just like Chelsea.” Sometimes we simply don’t know why we favour a particular team over all the others. Especially if that team is Chelsea; I would imagine it can be hard to come up with a good reason, unless one was born around Stamford Bridge. This nice fellow Eric is from Toronto though, and only visiting Montreal. When … Continue reading CHELSEA, ERIC
Why Mexico? I asked. “I am Mexican.” I spotted the shirt coming my way but wasn’t initially sure whose jersey was it. The absence of any advertisement meant it was a national team jersey but from the distance I couldn’t see the emblem well. It turned out to be the latest Mexican away shirt, simple and beautiful. When I asked Omar to spell his name … Continue reading Mexico, Omar
Why Željo? I asked. “Because you told me so dad!” I can’t fit into this shirt anymore, but I doubt I’ll ever meet anyone else walking one of these in Montreal, so I asked my daughter if she would wear it, for the camera. She kindly agreed. Back in the old days when I lived in Sarajevo I could see Željezničar‘s stadium Grbavica from my room. Up … Continue reading ŽELJEZNIČAR, HANNA
Why Man United? I asked. “I studied in England and a local friend was a supporter so I got into it as well.” Finally a day when I had time to purposely hit the streets in search for the people in their jerseys. It was a beautiful day, perfect for showing the colors of one’s favourite team. But they were nowhere to be found. More … Continue reading MANCHESTER UNITED, COREY
Why Brasil? I asked. “My name is Moreira.” When I spotted a Brazilian shirt coming down the street I briefly debated if I should include in this series the people wearing a national team shirt. But Mr. Moreira was too good looking to let him pass by. I stopped him as he walked by me with his family. Our brief conversation revealed that Mr. Moreira … Continue reading Brazil, Moreira
Why Real? I asked. “That’s my team, man, even before Zidane started playing there.” I met Kianoosh just around the block after I left my house, a perfect scenario, before I got lost in the city. Just like Tania, the other Real Madrid footballista, he really wanted to show how confident he is about the club he supports. He held the index finger upright on every single photo I … Continue reading REAL MADRID, KIANOOSH
Why Bayern? I asked, astounded. “I’ve supported them since I was a child.” Of course, as a child, one can easily and inexplicably fall in love with certain things, even with Bayern Munich, it seems. But, sometimes, there is a way out. This young fellow Mehdi, who came to Montreal from Algeria, shows how with maturity even one’s heart can become wiser. Nowadays, in his words, … Continue reading BAYERN MUNICH, MEHDI
Why Real? I asked. “Ronaldo.” That was Tania’s simple answer as she turned her back to me and tapped the name on the jersey. Tania was great to meet, very enthusiastic about Ronaldo, and consequently Real Madrid, as well as about out two minutes long photo shoot. She was willing to show me some other jerseys in her possession. I suspected that she might pull out … Continue reading REAL MADRID, TANIA
“Why Barca?” I asked. “Because they are the best team in the world right now.” It’s not surprising that one of the first footballists I met is a Barcelona fan, considering the popularity of a currently dominating team in the World. Theo was running down the street with a friend when I jumped in front of him and quickly asked for a picture. He was kind … Continue reading BARCELONA, THEO
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