Football season starting in March. Now there’s something I can’t quite figure out. As per usual, the football season I refer to is not American football (a name that, by the way, I can’t figure out) but soccer.
I arrived back in America in February. February is about the time we ought to be in the midst of the football season. Big matches between Galatasaray and Fenerbaçhe have already taken place. We’re past the Christmas break, looking ahead to the championships. The beginning of the following season is a long way off.
Football entered my life via a yellow and red mug at the covered bazaar in İstanbul back in 2004. I chose Galatasaray and I never turned back. Women’s basketball entered a few years later via a friend who happened to play for a team in Ankara. I chose whatever team (or teams) my friends happened to play for. My favorite team(s) change yearly. In my life football happens in the winter with championship matches taking place in the spring. Women’s basketball is a year-round event. Fall, winter and spring are full of Turkish league matches and summer is the WNBA…if I know someone playing.
The world follows the same football schedule. When the snow is flying in Germany men are running around fields in shorts. I assumed that the MLS followed the same schedule as the rest of the world. Then I arrived in Seattle in March. I turned on the radio only to discover that the Seattle Sounders would be starting preseason matches. I was surprised and shockingly a bit out of my element.
It’s only a soccer season, you say. Don’t blow things out of proportion, you say. I say, why can’t we just be like everyone else? Play soccer in shorts while it snows in Denver and call the sport football?
Or I could look at it the same way as women’s basketball. I get to enjoy the sport year round. Red and yellow from the fall to the spring and green and blue from the spring to the fall. Yet another perk of living with a foot on either continent. Go Sounders.