There are some moments in the great sport of association football that are remembered as dream for supporters of one team; as nightmare for fans of the other; and, for neutrals, as the reason we tune into any game, any time, anywhere... just in case. (35)
That's from the Arsenal chapter of this book, which is not one for finishing so much as opening at random for fun stories, or to a particular chapter to find out the history of a specific team, and it pretty much nails why I still, and probably always will, stop and watch a bit of soccer any chance I get, why it still, and probably always will, catch my eye, whether I'm channel-surfing or walking by a restaurant that's showing a game on a TV I can see from the street. Even though I have ridiculous cable, even if I've already watched a game or have plans to watch another game (or two, or three) that day, I always stop to take a look... just in case.
Anyway. This book is one for the "I'm always reading" shelf because, as mentioned before, it's not a cover-to-cover kind of read; it's a reference that's also a collection of fun stories — but the two are synonymous in the best cases, right? (I say this as a kid who used to pick random pages from random volumes in the World Book Encyclopedia — yep, the hardcover, like back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, because I am oooooold — and read an article, then the related entries, then their related entries, and so on... it occurs to me now that I was basically trying to invent the Internet on paper before I had any concept that such a thing might even be possible, let alone exist, but also that when I was doing this the Internet was in fact coming into existence... neat.)