Matt Cornejo says that, “Sometimes you don’t pick a team, it picks you and once it does, you cannot change your allegiance.” I think that applies in life, when your least look for something is when the best opportunities falls into your lap. Just as unintentional as how me and my boyfriend got together, I remember how his love of soccer started. He wasn’t looking for something to be obsessed about but just simply liked to research to feed his curiosity. He already had a sport that he grew up with, followed, loved and was exceptional at. However, if it wasn’t for Kevin Durant & OKC, I don’t know how much he would still follow the game. The fact that he gets bored of things easily, the lockout, the never changing and sometimes repetitive 2k, and his best friend/mate interest in the sport all sparked his interest to take a deeper look into what real football had to offer. Little by little he watched more and more games, learned the rules, figured out the players and eventually choose his team…..A team that he would pledge his allegiance to.
It kind of hit us like a storm (no pun intended about Sandy). He became infatuated with the sport; in awe of the talent, athleticism, and most importantly the passion that only real fans possessed. All of a sudden he was waking up early, walking around daily in the one jersey he had, and watching every game, highlight, and goal. It was funny because just like Cornejo, I was thinking about giving him an intervention. I could predict, with eyes closed what he would be wearing when I saw him, or at least what color. He too seemed to have joined the “religious cult, one devoted to the Devil, the red devil.” Anyone that wanted to get his attention or be a part of his life, found that they too needed to understand his newfound love.
The girl who once only followed the Honduran soccer team because thats who her parents supported and the boy who would only catch a game when Mexico played now had something new to talk about. We both showed our love for….soccer differently. I joined an intramural soccer team for my university. He was pinching pennies, spending less on eating out and shopping so he could buy jerseys and build his collection. Every now and then I pitch in and help him buy a jersey, patches, and names. I knew I was hooked when I started doing my own research on older Manchester United kits. I loved seeing the cool collar changes, designs, lettering and sponsors. (Insert AIG joke here).
Like Cornejo, I bet the thought passes in his head on how he could have possibly gone on without ever knowing anything about soccer. Life before soccer, before Manchester United must have been a deprived one because of the feeling and excitement of watching players like Rooney, Van Persie, Valencia and Chicharito make a goal. I’ll never forget the day I won tickets to the IAMUNITED event in the NYC. It was just amazing to be surrounded by our two best friends, all those fans chanting songs and cheering, mascot taking pictures and the roar of the crowd as we won what should have been an easy game against Stoke City. I couldn’t help but smile as we sat there in our manchester scarfs and jerseys pretending we were at the Old Trafford. This will be the closest we get…for now! I’m just glad that I can share the love of the sport and team with someone special and one day my own little red devils =]
"I recognize your fragrance, hold up you ain’t never got to say shit.
And I know your taste is…a little bit hmm…high maintenance.
Everybody else basic, you live life on the everyday basis with…
Poetic Justice, Poetic Justice.
If I told you that a flower bloom in a dark room, would you trust it?”
"I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the front sex
Your natural hair and your soft skin and your big ass in that stunt dress. OH, Good God.”
"What you doing that walk for…
When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more.
They say communication saves relations, I can tell…
But I can never right my wrongs unless I write them down for real.”
P.S You can get it…I know just what you want…Poetic Justice, put it in the song. Alright.