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ROGER BENNETT was born in Liverpool and moved to the United States after university, under the thrall of Ferris Bueller, Hart to Hart, and Diff'rent Strokes. A writer, broadcaster, and filmmaker, Bennett began at ESPN and moved with Men in Blazers to NBC Sports to become the go-to interviewer for the biggest names in soccer, making films with the likes of Jose Mourinho and Pep Guardiola. MICHAEL DAVIES was born in London and educated in Scotland and the United States. For twenty-eight years he has worked as a television executive and multiple Emmy Award winning producer of many shows, including Who Wants to Be a Millionaire. Davies started writing for ESPN.com in 2002 before partnering with Bennett on Men in Blazers in 2010. In addition to their podcast and television show on NBC Sports, the duo have a weekly show built into the phenomenally popular EA Sports FIFA game, and have developed a large live following.
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Introduction Hail! Unfortunate Accidental Readers and Great Friends of the Pod. The volume you have in your hands was designed to be many things: 1. The final nail in the coffin of the long-floundering publishing industry. 2. Living proof that it is possible to write a worse book than Does God Love Michael’s Two Daddies? by Sheila K. Butt. 3. An ill-advised attempt to journey into the inky dark, unexplored depths of the Men in Blazers universe, every detail of which we have created hand in hand with our masochistically loyal listeners over the past eight years, pod by pod, show by show, tweet by suboptimal tweet. To achieve the first two objectives, we chose to focus solely on the third. This task demanded we wallow in the history and culture of football, the sport we both love. With its pantheon of heroes and villains, moments of glorious ecstasy and searing despair, dodgy haircuts and surplus neck tattoos, it has empowered us to experience emotions other people seem to feel in real life, to which we are both inured. No telenovela could provide soapier story lines to keep us hooked like football . . . a game with plot points that unfurl live without a safety net, as the whole world watches. *** Witnessing the game we love grow and grow in America, the nation that we love, has been the thrill of our lifetimes. We both arrived on these shores as innocents, equipped with full heads of our own hair, in the early 1990s. Back then soccer had seemingly forever been cast as America’s “Sport of the Future,” its recent past little more than a collection of false dawns and hyperbolic predictions that it was about to become the Next Big Thing. We well remember the day when FIFA announced its intention to host the 1994 World Cup in the US, prompting panicked former-AFL-quarterback-turned-US-representative Jack Kemp to declare on the floor of Congress: “I think it is important for all those young men out there who someday hope to play real football where you throw it and kick it and run with it and put it in your hands a distinction should be made that football is democratic capitalism whereas soccer is a European socialist sport.” Yet, slow and steady wins the race. We have watched with wonder, World Cup to World Cup, as the game's profile has inexorably risen to the point that the sport’s profile has taken its place alongside seersucker, cheesesteaks, and the collected works of Raymond Carver as a symbol of American freedom and democracy. Indeed, our obsessive love of football and Men in Blazers’ very existence has been possible only because it was powered and reinforced by that surging rise of interest, as well as by the fact that you allow bald men on television in the United States. The question is often asked as to why, season to season, week to week, game to game, more and more Americans have fallen under football’s poetic sway. Many theories have been advanced. Just as baseball thrived in “the Golden Age of Radio,” and the NFL was the perfect televisual sport, soccer’s rise has been driven by the Internet in general, and EA Sports FIFA in particular, which have enabled fans in Los Angeles or North Dakota to experience and follow their teams as closely as supporters in Leicester or Newcastle. Also, alcohol. If a gent is in a bar drinking a beer at 7:30 in the morning, society deems him to be an alcoholic. If Liverpool are losing to Bournemouth on a television in that very same bar whilst that afore- mentioned beer is being quaffed, we consider that man an American soccer fan. If we have learned only one thing during our Guinness-stained Men in Blazers odyssey it is this: Never underestimate the extent to which Americans adore an excuse to drink during the daytime. Ultimately, we like to believe football’s American boom has been made possible by a realization that sporting audiences here have made en masse—that when they experience soccer, they might not be watching home runs, end zone dances, or tomahawk dunks. They are glimpsing life itself unfold before their eyes. The legendary Arsenal manager Arsène Wenger once articulated this best when he said, “Football is like real life but in a more condensed way, more intense. At some moments it catches you suddenly and it can be very cruel.” As two men, we could not be more different. One of us is an optimistic Londoner who believes everything is possible. The other, a negative Liverpudlian who sees Cossacks lurking behind every door. Yet we are bonded by a mutual understanding that soccer in all of its forms—men’s or women’s, international or club—as long as it is played by bipeds, is the key to understanding human existence. As George Eliot once said: Art is the nearest thing to life; it is a mode of amplifying experience and extending our contact with our fellow-men beyond the bounds of our personal lot. If you substitute the word “football” for “art” here, it could not be better said. This book, then, is for readers who believe that, or would like to. Fans old or new, young or old, deeply knowledgeable or neophyte. An encyclopedic collection assembled at great loss of life, of the greatest games, most legendary characters, soaring moments, salty chants, and the occasional self-indulgent yet critical detour, that make up everything you need to know about the game. Reading this cover to cover might not improve the way you play the sport, but it will, we hope, make you better human beings, which is arguably, almost as important. Courage. Rog and Davo Argentina: Not to go all Paul Krugman on you, but one of the most admirable things about Argentina’s consistency as a world footballing power is that while Germany, Brazil, and Italy all rank among the world’s ten biggest economies (and between them, they’ve won 13 of the 20 World Cups) Argentina is the economic outlier. The team that defies the correlation between a nation’s GDP and their ability to win the big one. Stylistically, Argentine football has patented a long tradition of violent beauty. Their fans crave both the Gambetta, a slaloming style of dribbling run described by the poet Eduardo Galeano as strumming “the ball as if it was a guitar,” alongside a cunning guile and physicality that is known as La Nuestra, or “our style of play.” Thus, Argentine players are able to undo opponents with clinical pace, or by pinging the ball around their box, but if a groin or kidney presented itself for a good punching along the way, they could be easily persuaded to give it a thunderous jab. Thus their great team of the 1950s were known as the “Angels with Dirty Faces.” This is a team who will stop at nothing to win, stooping even to handing opponents spiked water bottles during breaks to drug them in game. When England finally worked out how to beat them in 2002, thanks to a penalty won by a flopping from Michael Owen, the Argentine media merely nodded their approval at his deceit and willingness to cheat to win. “THEY’VE LEARNED!” was one headline. Yet, Argentina have always been far more than Al Davis–era Oakland Raiders. Their team always had to be both admired and feared due to their production line of visionary, creative playmakers, El Diez, “The Ten”: Juan Román Riquelme, and now Lionel Messi. Victory leads to sainthood. Lose, and it is all their fault. As mighty as they have been in the past, Los Albicelestes have gone over two decades without winning a trophy. Dakota Fanning was not yet born when they lifted the 1993 Copa America. Their teams have been talent-stocked, yet their biggest problem was how to get the best out of Lionel Messi. As revered as he was, Argentines remained suspicious of the man who moved to Barcelona aged fourteen, viewing him as a foreigner, El Catalán, who never shone in an Argentine journey and even retired briefly from international football with tears in his eyes after misfiring in a doomed penalty shootout loss after 2016’s Copa America Centenario final. Despite their ongoing agony, the Argentinians find reason for optimism. The pope, Francis, was born in Buenos Aires and is football mad. Their fans draw solace from his support. “If one Argentine can do what he does,” they say, “just imagine what twenty- three can do.” Best Day of the Season: The first morning of any Premier League season is among the finest days of the year. Up there in our book with Veterans Day, Memorial Day, Yom Kippur, Independence Day, Martin Luther King Day, and Churchill Day. Squads have been refreshed. New players have arrived. Everyone has a fresh new haircut. The ink on their recently acquired neck tattoos has barely dried. Few occasions in football carry such a sense of collective anticipation and hope. Three hundred eighty games lie ahead of us over 228 days. Each an unknown voyage of discovery within which everything feels pure and possible. Rationally, the Premier League may be a set of mini leagues within a league (six teams battling for top four, four for mid-table obscurity, the rest to avoid relegation), but on the first day of the season every fan suspends disbelief and listens to their fast-beating heart which assures them that their team’s newly acquired striker will hit the ground running and score 25 league goals, that injury-prone play- maker will have the season of his life, and the young loanee from Seville whose name is un-pronounceable will reveal himself to be a diamond in the rough. The moment before the referee’s whistle blows is one thick with prayer. A ball has not been kicked. Dreams are not yet dashed. Everything is possible. Fighting: English footballers are high-performance sportsmen who excel in every athletic pursuit except for one: They are terrible at fighting. Whilst Argentinian football players are sufficiently brazen to fire tear gas canisters at their opponents, and Brazilian football is replete with referee beheadings, Premier League violence has a ritualized choreography, part chaste Victorian courtship, part Thracian War dance in which anger must be channeled into six customary steps of erotic rutting: Step one: Two players, most commonly one English hardman and one fancy foreigner from Spain or Italy who “does not like it up ’em.” Step two: After the initial clash, Johnny Foreigner elects to “leave a foot in.” Step three: Both players are now deprived of free will. Footballing lore dictates they must confront each other, height differential or weight class be damned. Step four: Foreheads must be placed in the general vicinity of opponents like bull elks rutting to prove their dominance in front of the herd. Step five: Both players pray for the slightest contact, mere molecule grazing satisfactory. Step six: Contact or imagined contact is sufficient cause for player to fling himself backward in the style of Capa’s “Falling Soldier.” NB: If the player toppling backward is Johnny Foreigner, cue color commentator to declare “We need to stamp that behavior out of the game.” If the player is English hardman expect, color commentary to effect of “He must have felt something, because he is not that type of player.” Judge Ivor Bennett Time: My father had two footballing rules he lived by. The first was “It only takes a second to score a goal.” A relentlessly optimistic phrase he would habitually utter whenever Everton went behind in a game. As a child, I drew tremendous comfort from those words, only for my faith to be shattered in 1982 when Liverpool demolished Everton 5–0. As the clock ticked past the 90th minute, I remember turning round to my father and inquiring innocently, “We can still get back into this game, right, Dad? There are still at least five seconds left—we could score five goals in those seconds because it only takes a second to score a goal.” After watching his footballing gods proven to have feet of clay, my father was in no mood to indulge me. “Don’t be stupid,” he spat sharply. “Only a fool would believe in that ridiculous cliché.” My father’s second rule lives on. He firmly believes goals scored either in the 44th minute of the first half or the 46th of the second were debilitating for the conceding team. The first because their manager would have to tear up his halftime tactical talk and brief his team on the fly. The second because whatever instructions handed out in the locker room had immediately been rendered irrelevant. If we are watching an Everton game and the team concede around the halftime break, his muttering groan of “that is the worst time to let in a goal” stings like salt in a wound. For what it is worth, his other great belief is that bedrooms should be kept cold. Very cold and damp, if possible. In Judge Ivor Bennett’s mind, “a cold room is the first value that leads to success.” —RB Mullets: A bi-level haircut named from molet (fourteenth-century Middle English), mulet (Anglo-French), mullus (Latin), and myllos (Greek), the hairstyle has secreted its traces across history, appearing first on the Sphinx in Giza, being imported to North America on the head of Revolutionary War general Horatio Gates, and then perfected by Facts of Life–era George Clooney. The cut has many power bases, including the American South and in minor hockey leagues all over the Canadian prairie, yet few cultures have been such a global melting pot for the mullet as World Football. Its popularity can perhaps be explained by its ability to communicate so many different things. The “South American Mullet” owned by Kun Agüero when he broke through with Atlético said “Baller.” Mesut Őzil’s blond “Mullet of Youth” said “I think differently.” Newcastle and Spurs icon Chris Waddle’s “Northern Mullett” said “It’s 1990 and I am English.” The 1980s Bulgarian defender Trifon Ivanov’s “Eastern European Enforcer Mullet” said “I give you Levi’s, you be wife?,” and US 1994 goalkeeping hero Tony Meola’s “Jersey Chic” do screamed “I am just lookin’ for a haircut that looks cool with stonewashed denim.”
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Hardcover: 224 pages
Publisher: Knopf (May 15, 2018)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1101875984
ISBN-13: 978-1101875988
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7.7 x 0.9 x 9.3 inches
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Although not quite reaching the heights of Tolstoy's Anna Karenina, this book is verging on "a flawless work of art." That is only because of the artwork included, not so much the writing. However the one thing this book does well is inspire hope amongst its readers. The hope that two very average, untalented, middle-aged men can produce in their chronically depressed followers. If these two men can write a book, well I'm off to run an ultramarathon and climb Mount Everest, because with Encyclopedia Blazertannica has proved that anything is possible.
Shaved 3 strokes off my game.
There are two types of people: (1) People who will not like this book and (2) People who will not like this book but will say they do.It is suboptimal in every sense of the word and is one of the most crap filled books ever ghost written by Zlatan*I have searched this book, cover to cover, for a nugget of something positive to say and all I can come up with is.......at least the cover wasn't in seersucker. - Kelpie (GFOP)
It only took me about three hours to digest this CRAP book. Totally worth it.These two gents do a great job of explaining why America is ready for Soccah to take off.Looking forward to the next one...hopefully less than eight years from now!
As an American growing up in the post-war US, my interest in England was limited to the things which could be appropriated and made better by combination with our own Borg-like culture (e.g. the Beatles and James Bond). My visits to the UK confirmed my suspicion that there was nothing valuable in Britain we hadn't stolen. If the British were satisfied with tea, bovril, and vegemite, then so much the worse for them, I thought.When NBC started broadcasting the Premier League, though, I was startled to find that it was I who had been living on marmite and two veg, at least sports-wise. The EPL provides 90 minute episodes of the best in athletics without commercial interruption (except the very brief halftime) and a level of commentary that I associated with the high table at Cambridge or the Hogwart's faculty combination room. I could watch two EPL matches in the time it took to endure one NFL game, and still have time left over for a deep-tissue massage. But there was over 100 years of tradition and history to catch up with, and I have so many questions. What's with all the singing? Where the hell in Middle Earth is Tottenham? How come they say "Darby" when they mean "Derby?" This fine book provides the answers to questions that I should not give a damn about.Like a pair of above-average House Elves, Rog and Davo have been my guides to the mysteries of the EPL. Ex-pats now living in the states, they know exactly what we Yanks find absurd and incomprehensible about their native land and the beautiful game. Escapees from a dead empire (that faded into obscurity in no small part due to its obsession with football), they are helping provide Safe Passage to Americans as we dismantle our own empire. They, and this book, are a reminder that the world is an older and a better place than our current masters will ever know. Courage.
From me moment I opened this book, I knew my life would change forever. From the tweed book cover, to the smell of the pages, to the suboptimal stories inside, this book would sadly take up hours of my life pouring over the pages. I cannot get those hours back, but I wouldn't trade this crap for anything. Well, maybe Newcastle winning the Premier League. On second thought, yes. Definitely would trade this book for that.
Solid book, written for lovers of the Blazers and GFOP's. For those who many not be familiar with the authors, consider this "a random walk down US soccer (futbal) history" laden with sarcasm and humor. You may not know what is real and serious, vs. what is exaggerated, but you'll have a lot of fun while reading it. Recommended for anglophiles, soccer fans, or those who want to add some tweed to your bookshelf.
When I first found out that the Men in Blazers had wrote Encyclopedia Blazertannica I was very excited. I quickly ordered the book and awaited for it to arrive. I felt like a child waiting for Christmas to arrive. Oh what a magical time that was. But as the release date neared I started to read the reviews of this book and my excitement turned to trepidation. My feelings of a happy Christmas soon turned more toward unease. I felt the anxiety of a British light cavalryman awaiting the order to charge the Russian artillery at the battle of Balaclava. The book arrived and as those brave souls, sabers held high, charged headlong into the abyss, so did I reading page after page for God and country regardless of the obvious outcome. I read this book about the beautiful game and as I turned the last page all I could think was "C'est de la folie"
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