As you might guess from a name with this many slashed o’s, Bjørnsterne was Norwegian. He was part of the so called “Four Greats” in Norwegian writing of the 19th century. While Henrik Ibsen is the best known, Bjørnson was part of the Norwegian Nobel committee…and as you’ll find out, having a connection with powerful people helps a little. Still Bjørnson was a quality writer, and was particularly lauded for “his noble, magnificent and versatile poetry, which has always been distinguished by both the freshness of its inspiration and the rare purity of its spirit” (which is saying something as he only wrote one book of poetry. There were lots of essays, newspaper articles, and some plays and books, but the poetry was all I could find at the library)
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From: “Song for Norway”
Yes, we love this land that towers Where the ocean foams; Rugged, storm-swept, it embowers Many thousand homes. Love it, love it, of you thinking Father, mother dear, And that night of saga sinking Dreamful to us here.
1859 (This also became the Norwegian National Anthem)
From: “Norway, Norway!”
Norway, Norway, Rising in blue from the sea’s gray and green, Islands around like fledglings tender, Fjord-tongues with slender, Tapering tips in the silence seen. Rivers, valleys, Mate among mountains wood-ridge and slope Wandering follow. Where the wastes lighten, Lake and plain brighten, Hallow a temple of peace and hope. Norway, Norway Houses and huts, not castles grand, Gentle or hard, Thee we guard, thee we guard, Thee our future’s fair land.
Message
As you can tell, Bjørnson’s primary message is that Norway is awesome (also awesome…if my translation is right, his name translates to “Bear-star Bear-son”). One of his primary ways of getting there is through the realism that marks him and the other Four Greats. His writing names some of the best things around and how it moves him. Digging deeper into his work we might say that his message is that the world and the space around us is powerful, beautiful and inspiring just as it is, and to appreciate what there is. (Not unlike JM Coetzee…only older and more unkempt)
Position: #8 Central Midfielder
Bjørnson does not exactly strike me as a great or inspiring writer that I want to go back to. But it’s clear that he loved his country and wanted to be a leader in the arena of politics, literature, diplomacy, and just about everything. It makes him seem a bit like the noisiest voice in your recess pick up game, even if he is far from the best player out there. He would run here, there, and everywhere, like a box-to-box midfielder who is a bit past their prime. (And obviously, since he’s all about Norway, I put his crest in the Rosenborg White and Black.)
I realize that this critique is probably going to rile up Norwegian literary scholars (they are one of my biggest demographics). So by all means bring on your arguments to the contrary!
Next Time:
We’ve gone throughout the year with seven reviews (one for every twenty years). I’m tempted to start going in ten year increments (all the old nominee posts were done and dusted by the end of June)…but I’d like to make sure that I can keep this pace up before I commit. So we’ll stay in 20 year increments to prepare for the 2024 honoree next fall. But there will be extra posts because there was a double laureate in 1904 (Shocked face).
The men of the MacKenzie family have a particular weakness for speechifying.
We enjoy jalapeno kettle chips more than we ought to, and we all think we’re much funnier than anyone ever tells us, but our real flaw is speechifying.
So, naturally, we love the movies and plays of Aaron Sorkin, who never encountered a conflict that couldn’t be solved with a rousing, well-intentioned speech by an educated white guy.
With all those flaws, it should be little surprise that this bit from his film The American President is one of my favorite lines in all of film.
That’s a rallying cry that your uncles, your grandfather, your second cousins and pretty much anybody who has been in the room with us in a serious debate knows and knows well. It’s speechifying 101. It’s catnip to our big dumb man-cat brains.
It’s also a good way to live.
And it’s why I was utterly livid at the attitude of moronic speechifying men after the Women’s World Cup.
Infantino…looking for a clue.
Start with FIFA President, Gianni Infantino. The Swiss dollar store Mr. Clean substitute, concluded one of the most balanced women’s world cups in history, one of the most exciting and truly globalized celebrations of women in sports with an utterly tone deaf and moronic attempt to mansplain what women who want things to keep improving ought to do:
“Pick the right battles. Pick the right fights. You have the power to change. You have the power to convince us men what we have to do and what we don’t have to do. You do it. Just do it.”
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“[Equal pay for men’s and women’s world cup teams] would not solve anything. It might be a symbol but it would not solve anything, because its one month every four years and its a few players out of the thousand and thousands of players.”
Gianni Infantino
Okay so awkwardly…I agree with a lot of the first paragraph. I want to encourage people to make advocate for change. But I’m a shmo on a keyboard in Minnesota opining to my kids. Gianni Infantino is in charge of international soccer from the highest to the lowest levels. Fighting the fights that need fighting is a laudable goal. It’s advice I give to you and to my students. It isn’t advice I dole out to people who are trying to get me to change my mind about a policy I can control.
Infantino’s call to action isn’t “GO GET EM!”, it’s more “get off my back already and go do something that matters.”
For proof look at the second paragraph quoted. Women players at the elite level have been agitating for equal pay (goodness knows the American women certainly deserve it given how wildly they outperform their male counterparts). So for Infantino to toss it away as meaningless and symbolic after telling people to advocate for change is a complete Not-In-My-BackYard, psuedo-supporter cop out.
Infantino could make equal pay in the professional game, the confederation tournaments, the club level, a requirement to host or play in FIFA’s gold-standard tournaments. Pushing athlete-activists to go somewhere else and give up on a goal he could help influence is a big ol’ sack of bull-puckey.
So here’s a more honest translation of Infantino’s mealy-mouthed attempt at unity
“Look, gimme a break alright. You want all these things so bad, go ask other people to do it…I don’t know what you could ask for or who you could ask, but I want you to do it somewhere other than here.
I know you’ve wanted equal pay…but, no. I’m not convinced, and as I said before…I’m tired of hearing you ask for it, so go ask someone else.”
–Gianni Infantino’s Inner-Monologue (SATIRE)
And yet, Infantino’s comments are only one prong of the pitchfork of stupid that ended the world cup. The other end belonged to the president of the Spanish federation, Luis Rubiales.
After watching a collection of superb athletes win the world championship, Rubiales decided it was a good time to grab star player Jenni Hermoso and give her a kiss on the lips.
Jenni Hermoso: Awesome Person
When people said it was wrong, he said those people were “idiots and stupid people”. When Hermoso told an interviewer that she “didn’t like it”, he (and his office) pretended that she made a statement claiming it was “natural celebration”. When the government called it “a form of sexual violence” and likened it to long running issues in Spanish society, he complained that it was all “false feminism, that doesn’t seek justice or truth.” Even when Hermoso filed a criminal complaint, he insisted he wouldn’t resign.
All the speechifying and justification and stubbornness in the world couldn’t cover up that Luis Rubiales crossed a line, and that Hermoso and her allies were fighting for what they believed in.
In the end they won. In the end, I hope and believe that those advocating for equal pay for women athletes will win. In the end, I believe that the fight will be won, and that the simplistic scratch satisfied by a bit of well-intentioned speechifying will lose.
The women’s world cup is great, but the players symbolize more than tremendous performers. They embody one of my favorite bits of speechifying in the face of some of my least favorite speechifying.
You don’t fight the fights you can win. You fight the fights that need fighting.
I know that there’s a (digital) stack of essays still waiting to be graded from two weeks ago. I know that there’s a pile up of discarded ideas and old summaries that I ought to work on for this website. I know that there’s a pretty descent novel manuscript that I just cannot get back around to editing because my brain can’t handle responsibilities of refining writing, creating lesson plans, instituting parenting strategems and maintaining our basic household functions.
I feel like a failure, like a pretender and a clown. I feel like I’m clogged up in emotions and anxieties and wants and wishes. I feel guilty and ashamed to be dwelling on my feelings and my desires when you, my sons, are growing up all around me. Why am I trying to do stuff for myself when you need things? Shouldn’t you get love, affection, support, structure? Shouldn’t that be my top priority and I be able to release all the shame and guilt and wanting to write?
It feels like the wanting to do other things is selfish. And yet giving up on doing them feels awful too. It feels like co-signing the notion that I’m only one thing: rather than a whole and complex person. It feels like bottling up all my humanity and putting on a mask of plastic passivity. It feels like admitting that this project is a waste of time and gigabytes…and so are my ideas…and so am I.
Yes, I’m being melodramatic. Yes, I’m overanalyzing every aspect of the situation. Yes, there’s room for both me being your parent and me being myself. But it’s also true and natural that there’s a lot of emotional baggage that comes with all of that.
This is the hard part.
And this is why I am grateful.
A lot of the time when we say goodnight and I ask you what you’re thankful for, we name people we love and things that were fun. We’re always grateful for Momma, and eachother, and we give regular shout outs to grandparents, Pokemon, Frozen stories, Mini the cat, spaghetti sauce, bath bombs and butterflies.
We don’t usually name the things that go wrong, or the people who frustrate us. We don’t say we’re grateful for having a huge upset or tantrum. We don’t say we’re thankful for the mean words at school, or the swift rushes to denigrate ourselves. We don’t sit around the Thanksgiving table to say thank you for cruelty, or for war, or for the burnt vegetables.
But those things all help us in their own ways. We learn how to handle our emotions. We see the beauty and resilience of who we are despite the anger of ourselves and others. We learn to be kind, to seek peace, and to laugh at mistakes.
Roundglass Punjab has had a rough go of it in the top division of Indian soccer. It has been hard to score goals and harder still to hold leads. They sit at the bottom of the table and have the worst goal differential in the league.
Khaiminthang Lhungdim runs away from another celebrating team. (From Devidiscourse.com)
They don’t like losing. But they are getting better, more refined and more able to compete each and every time they play. Punjab won’t put together a championship campaign this time around, but they will have the season they need to, learn from it, and be better because of it.
I’m grateful that I’m having a hard time writing, it makes me remember what I really like: doing it…not meeting a goal or hitting a deadline, just writing.
I’m grateful that I’m dealing with a wide array of emotions and thoughts when it comes to doing what I want and being who I want to be. It will help me find the balance I need to live.
The world is full of hard stuff these days. There’s a lot to mourn, to fight, to critique and to dislike. But we can learn from it, we can grow from it, we can find what we want in the inverse of what we don’t like. So, like it or not, we should be grateful for the hard stuff.
Fosse is only the fourth Norwegian to win the highest award in literature, and the first one in almost a century (but there’s totally not a Swedish Norwegian rivalry…goodness no). Born in Southwestern, Norway (in the town of Haugesund…a frequent opponent of our favorite Rosenborg sides), he committed himself to writing after an early accident left him confronting mortality. But while he was always a writer, he almost opted to focus instead on being a rock ‘n’ roll musician. He opted to continue studying and building his authorial voice being called (in different turns) a Modern Ibsen, or a Norwegian Beckett, culminating in the Nobel committee naming him its laureate “for his innovative plays and prose which give voice to the unsayable”
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God is so far away that no one can say anything about him and that’s why all ideas about God are wrong, and at the same time he is so close that we almost can’t notice him, because he is the foundation in a person, or the abyss, you can call it whatever you want
all good art has this spirit, good pictures, good poems, good music and what makes it good is not the material, not matter, and its not the content the idea, the thought, no, what makes it good is just this unity of matter and form and soul that becomes spirit…prayer and confession and penance all at once…
God is love and love is inconceivable without free will…
Jon Fosse from A New Name (parts VI and VII of the Septology, published 2022 in translation by Damion Searles
Message
Stream of conscious writing isn’t my favorite, and it can be almost impenetrable, but Fosse’s work was surprisingly smooth and comforting. Everything in the work I read A New Name played beautiful with random chance, doubled identities, parallel realities and the indescribable unity of everything. If I can put an overly simplistic button on it, I would say: there is an absurdity to everything we say and think and do, and that absurdity is part of the beauty of life.
Position: #8 Box to Box Midfielder
Fosse’s style is so fluid, so wide ranging, and so impossible to pin down (intentionally so given the stream of conscious style) that the only position that can do him justice is the #8 role, where he has the freedom to push forward or drop back as he pleases. And indeed, he, his work, and everything he offers can be both fulcrum of the attack and anchor of the defense all at the same moment.
Sound off in the comments below to share your thoughts on the newest member of the Nobel FC Family
Next Time (Rewind the Clocks, we’re going to catch up on one that we missed in our Mess of 03’s, and another Norwegian to boot) 1903 Honoree–Bjornsterne Bjornson
Returning home after an impressive road trip, the Griz didn’t let up with a decisive 2-0 win against Sacramento State that sealed another Big Sky Regular Season title. The regular season finale was an appropriate celebration of senior night and appropriate send offs from Delaney Lou Schorr who got the winning goal (1-0) and Ashlynn Dvorak who tied Camilla Xu’s record for shutouts in a season. (While the Griz were undefeated during the regular season, No Big Sky team has gone undefeated through the playoffs…so the pressure is still on the Griz to qualify for the NCAAs).
Up next: Nov 3rd (v. either Portland State or Idaho State), Nov 5th (Big Sky Championship, if they qualify)
What’s in Store at Rosenborg?
For the first time since June 18th the Kvinner were beaten, this time by Brann (0-2). The loss stung as it dropped them out of first place with only three matches left in the campaign. If they win their next two (not a sure thing with a desperate Avaldnes and old rival Lillestrom) the final two against Valerenga may end up deciding two trophies (the League in the first match and the Cup in the second).
On the other hand, the men were able to hold on to a 1-1 draw against Stabaek courtesy of an excellent penalty save by young keeper Sander Tangvik. The diving stop at the end of the first half was only one ample of his excellent defense to help his team hold on. They turned up with one of their best performances of the season, with Emil Frederiksen and Jayden Nelson offering a tremendous tandem to hit the net twice en route to a 3-1 win over Valerenga (featuring another Sander Tangvik penalty save)
Next: The Menn face Molde; the Kvinner face Asvaldnes
Minnesota a la Mode…ah
The Loons dreams of another playoff trip were dashed by Johnny Russell as the nicest rivalry in sports gave Kansas City what they needed to advance, but sent Minnesota home for a long cold winter (with sizeable changes afoot) (1-3).
Punjab Zindabad
Ravi Kumar saved the day again with Punjab’s first clean sheet of the campaign to mark a draw with Jamshedpur (0-0). Unfortunately, that goalless draw was the high point, as Chennaiyin FC steamrolled the Shers for a 1-5 scoreline. Luka Macjen, Juan Mera, and Brandon Vanlalremdika have struggled to connect and create in attack at the Super League level, so here’s hoping they can sort it out soon.
Up Next: @ Mumbai City, v Hyderabad FC (battle to stay off the bottom of the table)
On Break (But we’ll update with news as it arises)
Grenoble’s Games
It was a wild one in Grenoble with a thrilling back and forth featuring beautiful goals in the run of play, clever volleys off set pieces and a raucous home crowd rendered silent when the visitors went ahead near the death. Then Armine Sbai saved the unbeaten run for the men against Valenciennes by tapping home an injury time scorcher that was deflected equalizer and the night was complete (3-3). Pape Meissa Ba did everything he could do to keep the streak going with two great goals at Pau, but an uncharacteristic defensive collapse from the backline let in two late goals and gave Pau the win to hand Les Alpiners their first defeat this season.
The women were outworked by the narrowest of margins in their two matches, both against Olympique Valence. First they were bested 2-1 in the league, and then they fell to Valence on penalty kicks (0-0; 5-4 on kicks). It’s disappointing as Valence has not been in great form, but Grenoble remains tied for the lead in Poule B of Division 3
Next: AC Ajaccio for les hommes; our old friends the squirrels of Merignac Arlac for les femmes
Live from Legon!
Nsoatreman jumped to the top of the table by beating the Royals (0-2) good for them, lousy for us. But Kwabena Boateng got the points right back with a first half goal to beat Dreams FC (1-0). Also, I’m always cheering for Kwabenas as my fellow Tuesday borns.
Next @ Samartex
Take a Sec with Emelec
After the match with LDU Quito was initially abandoned (for reasons I have not found anywhere), a replay led to a victory for the capital city side (0-1). Fortunately the men bounced back with a 2-1 win against Universidad Catolica with lesser lights like Anibal Chala and Alexis Zapata hitting the net to provide more goals from the “Everybody not Named Miller Bolanos” category of goalscorers..
Next: a Guayquil derby against Guayquil City (and then another against Ecuador’s Barcelona). (I still have no news about the ladies playoff future but I will let you know when I know).
What’s the Word in ol’ Freiburg?
It remains a frustrating campaign for the Frauen auf Breigesauen…Falling to lowly Nurenburg (2-0) and landing themselves on the doorstep of relegation.
Meanwhile Chirstian Streich saw a boost to his team’s form, opening with a solid 2-1 win against VfL Bochum featuring a sterling performance by wingers Vincenzo Grifo and Ristu Doan. Though they fell behind against Backa Topola, Vincenzo Grifo made the second half count with a hat trick to take the win. (3-1). After all that, Freiburg were a little wiped out and unable to keep up against Bayern Leverkusen. (1-2)
Next: Men have a cup match against Paderborn, a league game against Borussia Munchengladbach and then a return match against TSC Backa Topola. The women’s next match is against Hoffenheim.
County’s Bounty
The Stags continued to be waylaid by the weather, with the roads rendered unsafe for driving thus keeping St. Mirren stuck in Inverness and prolonging the fixture congestion for the highlanders in coming weeks.
In they did get on the field they ended up in a 0-0 draw against Dundee. They were in much better shape when they jumped out to a 3-1 advantage against Motherwell. Unfortunately, they quickly conceded equalizers to let the game slip out of reach and had to settle for a draw (3-3)
Next: against Hibernian, and Celtic
Gotta see this, Alebrijes!
I’m running out of things to say at this point. Oaxaca has struggled to ignite their offense and to manage their defense. When that happens, it’s very hard to win. So they didn’t, falling to Tapitalan (1-3)
Next a Halloween special v. Atlante (I had to save the 31st for the next post so I could focus up on important things, like getting candy with you kids)
What’s the haps at Vozdovac?
Backa Topolo has been something of a boogie team for Backa Topolo, in that like Oogie Boogie in the Nightmare before Christmas, they are actually a team of pillowcases filled with bugs. KIDDING! (I hope…) but Borisav Burmaz stunned them with an injury time penalty to snatch a draw and leave them reeling before facing Freiburg (1-1). I did have high hopes that the Dragons would be able to follow up their win against one fascist gang that pretends its a group of soccer fans (Red Star) by beating their gang rival (Partizan), and for one half it looked good. Then…it didn’t. The 3-0 defeat was an unusual slippage by the strong Vozdovac defense.
Next: v. Radniki Nis
News & Notes
…Absolutely Nothing
It only seems right that in reviewing the last two weeks, we should note the tremendous loss of life around the world, from Ukraine to Maine to the increasingly distressed cities of Ecuador, and particularly in the Gaza province. Smarter people than I can explain what happened to you, all I can do is hope that your generation inherits less chaos.
Family Gamesmanship
It feels poignant to recall the joy of family while others are losing their lives, but I genuinely hope that other families in Ukraine, Gaza, Sudan, Ecuador and elsewhere can have the joy that we’ve had the last few weeks, with Alex and Owen showing off their soccer skills in backyard matches with the grown ups. Generally speaking, Alex will drive for goal constantly, Owen likes to shoot but also likes to wander when he doesn’t have the ball. Mostly, you both have fun, and that makes me happy.
Above you can see a prime example of you having fun.
Players Of the Month (so far)
Two penalty saves in two matches is pretty stellar work from Sander Tangvik, and much as I wish I could ignore the awesomeness that is Vincenzo Grifo, it must be said: the man is a maestro.
Standings
Rosenborg slipped but Punjab slipped harder so the Griz remain atop the standings as we enter the last two months. Meanwhile, at the bottom, Vozdovac had the chance to climb past Oxaca, but the 3-0 defeat kept them looking at the wooden spoon.
It was supposed by the 10th, it’s the 15th, this is life.
Recap
Griz Biz
I’m certainly not interested in a trip to Moscow (either Russia or Idaho) but Delanely Lou Schorr handled the Big Sky match with such grace and success maybe she could handle the Kremlin too (2-0).
On their return to the South Campus Stadium, the Griz kept the same determined focus. With Ashlyn Dvorak saving a penalty, Abby Gearheart, Sydney Haustein and Maddie Ditta finding the net and a welcome return for defender Ally Henricksen to notch wins against Weber State (2-1) and Idaho State (1-0)
But the real test came on the road with a visit to reigning conference champions Northern Arizona, and Northern Colorado. The NAU game did not disappoint, with the other top team in the Big Sky hitting the net within 15 minutes to take the lead. But the Griz answered with a sterling individual run from Skyleigh Thompson and a tremendous connection between Ava Samuelson and Delaney Lou Schorr before big time goalkeeping from Ashlyn Dvorak sealed the win (2-1). While the trip to Colorado could have been anti-climactic with a winless team trapping overconfident favorites, the Griz didn’t blink against their fellow Ursine warriors beating Northern Colorado handily (3-0)
Up next: v. Sacramento State, v. Portland State
Punjab Zindabad
Our favorite team in North India (who for some reason is playing in Delhi…NOT Punjab) is still yet to get a point in the highest level of subcontinent soccer. The defense left too many gaps and got punished by Goa (1-0). On their return “home” the Warriors had a great individual moment when goalie Ravi Kumar saved a penalty, only to see Northeast United scramble the ball in. But Punjab did not wilt and Juan Mera’s assist in the second half found defender Melroy Assissi to get the goal, and get the Shers their first Superleague point (1-1).
Up Next: @ Jamshedpur, @ Chennayin FC
What’s in Store at Rosenborg?
The women were able to grind out a win against Asane thanks to a goal from Camila Linberg in only her 5th start since joining the team from Italian side FCF Como 2000 (1-0). That win put the Trolljenta at the top of the Eliteserien. But that lofty perch was almost immediately at risk when the women dropped points for the first time since June, as Stabaek had them on the back foot from the start en route to a 1-1 draw.
The Midsummer boost for the men is fully forgotten as they gave up 5 goals to two players against Sarpsborg. Oh, defensive lapses, why must you lapse! (L 5-2)
Next: The Menn face Valerenga; the Kvinner face Brann
Minnesota a la Mode…ah
Hasani Dotson opened the game against LAFC with a shock goal that followed a shock playoff victory for another Minnesota Sports team (the Twins). But that was the last bit of good news the Loons got en route to a 5-1 shellacking (with Miguel Tapias netting a rare own goal).
The Loons responded to this hardship with something I honestly wasn’t sure they’d ever do. They fired manager Adrian Heath. Frankly, I don’t root for people to lose jobs, but my sympathy really only extended to Heath here. I think the players, club, and fans will all be well served with someone else in charge, as evidenced by the 5-2 smackdown executed by Teemu Puuki against the other LA team in the first match without Heath.
Up Next: @ Sporting Kansas City (Season finale…unless there’s some miracle playoff game)
Grenoble’s Games
It’s four in a row for the women with a 3-0 win over As Lattes including another goal from Candice Charbonnier, and then the biggest result so far, as Melanie Chabrier and wily veteran Claudia Fabre hit the net to beat rivals Clermont Foot 2-0 and take sole possession of first place in Poule B. Rather than rest there, they went back out and hit Marignier for a mercy rule (10-0) to move on to the 4th round of the League Cup
Meanwhile, Jessy Benet continued his resurgence with a goal against Guigngamp, in a 2-2 draw that required a fortunate bounce off of a Guingamp defender to rescue a point for the men and keep them as the only unbeaten side in Ligue 2 (though they do have fewer points than teams who have been beaten)
Next: Valenciennes and Pau for les hommes; Olympique Valence for les femmes
Live from Legon!
Nicholas Mensah stepped up again to help ground the defense against Aduana Stars, and score a goal to help them to a 2-1 win, and the defense held up for a draw against new foes Nations FC, before a couple of red cards and a Frank Antwi showcase got the same result against Bechem United (1-1).
Next @ Nsoatreman, v. Dreams FC
Take a Sec with Emelec
We have another champion in the year 2023! While Las Electricas were not able to beat 9 de Octubre during the regular season, there was one more match for the championship, and that’s the one they won (2-1) with Alison Ocho and Cinthia Bone finding the net, and total jubiliation surrounding your 2023 Guayas Region Champions!
The men managed to score not once, not twice, but THREE WHOLE TIMES against Cumbaya! The outburst almost doubled their goals for the season and grabbed them a much needed win (3-0). It’s not quite as cool as a trophy over your rivals, but…it’s not shabby.
Next: high profile Ecuador sides LDU Quito and Universidad Catolica are next for men, (The ladies should be bound for a playoff to make the women’s Premier Liga, but no word on timing for that yet).
What’s the Word in ol’ Freiburg?
Freiburg hasn’t quite been as fluid or high flying as recent season starts, but a comfortable and effective win against Augsburg (2-0) can go a long way. Vincenzo Grifo and Phillip Lienhart led the way and Lienhart’s defensive unit was back in form again.
Or it was until they had to run the gauntlet of Europa League Champions West Ham (losing 2-1), and perennial spoilsports Bayern Munich (losing 3-0). The team wrapped up a hectic week with a friendly against FC Basel…but they’re hopping right back in the frying pan next week.
Meanwhile Die Frauen will feel disappointed in giving up a very late equalizer to Duisburg (2-2), but should feel great about capitalizing on a few errors by Werder Bremen to snag 3 points (2-1)…and then can return to ruing their performances after a 3-0 thumping against Bayer Leverkusen
Next: Men v. VfL Bochum, (Europa League v. Serbia’s Backa Topola) and v. Leverkusen; Women v. Nurnburg
County’s Bounty
Actually there wasn’t any because lousy weather cancelled their game against Dundee. But at least they get to play St. Mirren, Dundee and Motherwell in a one week span.
Next: (See above…ooof boy this is gonna be a doozy)
Gotta see this, Alebrijes!
The Oaxacans were pumped up before their game against Atletico Morelia which made the draw (0-0) a little disappointing. But it’s worth remembering that the draw was only possible thanks to a stellar kick save by Octavio Paz on a Morelia penalty. So…as ever, thanks Octavio!
Unfortunately Octavio wasn’t able to hold down the fort against Cancun the very next match, with five goals pouring in and the Oxacans getting cited for 7 yellow cards (0-5). So, the frustrating dance of a step forward and three back remains
Next v. Tepatitalan and then Halloween special v. Atlante
What’s the haps at Vozdovac?
The dragons have been maddeningly inconsistent this year, but the inconsistency pays off when they follow lackluster defeats with solid wins. That was the result when Bogdan Vastsuk got the goal to beat Novi Pazar (1-0). The dragons followed that up with a valuable point on the raod against regular challengers Cukaricki (1-1) with Borisav Burmaz doing the honors.
Next: v. Backa Topolo (softening them up for Freiburg, I hope), v Partizan Belgrade (hopefully beating more facists)
News & Notes
Alex the Blackhawk
One of the biggest downsides to this rush of a new work life I have is that I didn’t get to talk much about Alex’s new soccer season with his first club team: the St. Paul Blackhawks. It was our first experience playing with MANY much bigger kids, and well, 2017 born kids are not all the same. (Our end of November kid was a little dwarfed by early January kids, which made for some mis-matches, some frustrating moments and more than a few tears).
But hard as it was to see those moments, it was great to see Alex get back up and try again. To watch him celebrate and cheer when teammates played well, and it was very nice to hear coaches take a beat to comfort him when he needed it. (As long as he’s having fun, I’m good)
Players Of the Month (so far)
It’s all too common to get sucked up in the thrill of scoring goals and forget that stopping them is a huge part of the game too. So with much sympathy to Teemu Puuki’s hat trick plus, we’re going with Griz goalie (fake gasp) Ashlyn Dvorak and Legon’s defender Nicholas Mensah.
Standings
Minnesota may be our first team to wrap up for the year unless they get some miraculous news this next weekend, but the drama is still building on our own table. The Griz are close to running away with their second title in four years, and Rosenborg has moved up into second place as Punjab falters in the Super League….add to that, a couple wins by the Loons and continued good runs by Grenoble might make North India’s finest slip all the way from first to the mid-table.
In just a few days, the Nobel committee will announce the winner of the 2023 Nobel Prize for Literature. They will join an elite group of writers from around the world, and a small selection of those writers who we have read, reviewed, and classified as members of Nobel FC: The only Fantasy Football team where the Fantasy is that these people would ever play.
I’ll try to read the author in question as soon as I can, and write their post by the beginning of November, but I wanted to take a moment to consider who will be joining this august group.
How does the “draft” work
In Professional Sports there are annual “drafts” where teams select from a collection of players not yet in the league. They study and examine their abilities, debate the best choice, and then “draft” someone to become a part of their organization.
The Nobel Prize is a little like that. The “Team” in question is the Swedish Academy (of Literature). They collection of players not yet in the league is literally everyone on earth, who has yet to be awarded the Nobel, is living, and who wrote something. (Literally, they have awarded a prime minister for stirring speech writing, and a folk singer for his lyrics.)
That’s a big field so they take in nominations from other Academies of Literature around the world, professors of universities, living laureates, and presidents of Authors’ guilds. That is still a very big field so they narrow it down to five finalists: study and examine the writers abilities, debate the best choice and then “award” someone the Prize.
This process has been a little controversial over the years. After all, why do the Swedes get the final vote? (Alfred Nobel said so) Does the fact that the Swedish Academy is mostly old, white, male, Europeans explain the fact that most of the laureates in history have been old, white, male Europeans? (Yes) Will they try to be more inclusive in the future? (Yes, though they kind of had to after a pretty ugly scandal).
So Who Could be “Drafted” This Year?
We don’t know the top 5 candidates, or even the top 100 candidates who got nominated, and we won’t for another 50 years (long after the internet, including this post becomes a time capsule for aliens). But we have a list of likely candidates from gamblers and prognosticators. (I’ll toss out 11 here)
The leading favorites are Can Xue, a Chinese author who frequently challenges the increasingly authoritarian establishment in Beijing, and Haruki Murakami, a Japanese writer (and one of my wife’s absolute favorites) who writes book that have a following in seemingly every country on earth. However, given that the Nobel likes writers who court a little political controversy, Murakami seems less likely than Xue. It’s also been more than 10 years since an Asian Writer was awarded the prize, so you could argue that Xue/Murakami would get an overdue award.
Of the last ten laureates 4 have been from Western Anglophile countries, and 2 have been French. So other plausible candidates like American Thomas Pynchon, Global Indian/Brit/American Salman Rushdie, Canadian Anne Carson and Australian Gerald Murnane and Frenchman Pierre Michon seem to be plausible if the Academy doesn’t try to break from it’s old habits of just cycling through the West’s heaviest hitters. (YAY FOR HEGEMONY!)
If they wanted to award a Western literary heavyweight but NOT someone who writes in a frequently awarded language, then they could consider Norwegian playwright Jon Fosse, or Romanian novelist Mircea Cartarescu. Then again they have given out 3 awards to similar writers in the past ten years, all of whom were political, but one of whom (Austrian Peter Handke) had massive PR blowback due to his excuses for genocidal dictators.
Beyond Europe and Asia, the oddsmakers and the pundits don’t have many options. Perennial contender Ngui wa Thiong’o of Kenya looks to represent Subsaharan Africa, while Mexican poet Homero Aridjis is judged the best bet from Latin America (an area of the world not awarded since 2010)
Analysis: Who will it be? Who should it be?
In articles analysing a team’s draft-day decisions, writers look at two things. What they think the team leaders will do, and what the author themselves would do if they had a chance.
Having already read books by Murakami and Rushdie, I read a few well-recommended lines from the other nine and came up with this analysis.
The Academy Will Pick
The Swedish Academy tends not to prioritize the best selling or most widely acclaimed author available, they prefer those who have something artistic to offer in their work and especially if they have something beyond the purely personal to uncover. At times that leads them to revel in awarding obscure writers, and in the last three years, awarding more diverse picks.
So I think they will pick: Can Xue. I only read very brief exceprts from her work…but even that seemed weird and obtuse. Critics claim her work is often plotless, but that’s not a negative in the hands of the Nobel Committee. She’s got art, she’s got style, she’s got a point of view. She’s got to be the favorite.
Honorable mentions: John Fosse, Mircera Cartarescu, Homero Aridjis.
I Would Pick
If left up to me, I would try to award a writer from outside the common-sphere of Nobel winners (ie Western Europe/America and white men). A more diverse writer with a point of view that connects to the wider world would be the ideal for me. Artistry is something I think lies in the eye of the beholder, so better to be clear than artful in my eyes.
So I would pick: Homero Aridjis. Admittedly, I only looked at four of his poems, but he evokes a universality similar to Paz and Neruda, while also considering the broader scope of history and nature–which might suit the climate change conscious Academy/myself to boot.
Honorable Mentions: Salman Rushdie (I still think of him as an Indian writer despite his increasingly American identity), Ngui wa Thiong’o, Louise Erdrich (totally left field pick, I also wanted to offer a woman of color)
Who would you pick?
Leave a comment below, please, even alien overlords, comment with your pick.
Next Time…I rush to judgement on whomever our winner is Jon Fosse
I’m awarding myself 2 Nonsense points (1 if they’re on the 11, 2 if they’re in my Honorable mentions, 5 if I actually call it…see how long it takes me to get to 11)
Author’s Note: This month I went back to teaching and running a classroom independently. And Alex went to Kindergarten for the first time. So, daily writing tasks like match recaps turned into a low priority. I have made the command decision to make the recap posts a more limited affair. Rather than 4-5 a month we’ll do three (on the 10th, 20th, and 30th of each month). In part because designing a class and grading 75 assignments a day takes significantly more out of me, and in part because it’s my writing project, and I am answerable to no one…so you’ll get my updates when I write them and you’ll like it non-existent contemporary readers. (kidding)
Also…because I just need to post things so I can move on. I’m not worrying about pictures this time…hope you can imagine things.
Recap
Griz Biz
The University of Montana spent most of it’s last two weeks looking like a force to be reckoned with. Sure there is the win over Utah Tech, and an annual smackdown of MSU Billings (continuing their unbeaten run in the Grandma Di Derby). But they also notched huge milestones for the program. Midfielder Kathleen Atchinson got two goals, but the biggest one came against Oklahoma, one of the biggest sports programs in the country…giving the Griz their first win over a top 5 Conference school. As if that weren’t enough they also welcomed THE Ohio State University (another one of those prestige programs) to Missoula, got a record attendance at South Campus Stadium, and walked away with a draw.
And then things came unglued a bit. They lost to Colorado State at home, and after opening strong against Georgia Southern seemed to go all wibbly wobbly after the first goal dropping two in a row. But regardless of results, the Griz have played well with Ashlyn Dvorak has been great in goal and Delaney Lou Schorr remains a fulcrum in attack (playing the most minutes and notching three assists) and Eliza Bentley is doing your grandma Di (a fellow Billings Senior alum) proud as a super sub. The team righted the ship with a 4-0 win over Miami of Ohio, and draws in Corvallis Oregon and Easter Washington. They might not have been favorites coming into the season, but look out Big Sky, the Griz are for real.
Up next: @ Idaho, v. Weber State, v. Idaho State
Punjab Zindabad
Punjab kicked off their first ISL campaign. They filled out the roster bringing in Wilmar Jordan Gil to join Luka Macjen up top, and Sweden Fernandes (who is not Swedish) as an outlet on the wings. The defense built up with Suresh Meitei and Mashoor Shareef in front of Shibin Raj (who may push Kiran Limbu for playing time).
The result still has them looking for a way to win at this level. Kicking off against perennial contenders Mohun Bagan led to a 3-1 defeat, but Lucka Macjen did find the net, so let’s keep our hopes up.
Their next mission? Figuring out what exactly the nickname they’ve settled on is. The translations I read said “Punjab da Sher meant Punjab Tigers (you know with the orange), but every social media thing is advocating for Lions, and the hashtag is PunjabDaJosh…or Boys of Punjab…I’m totally lost.
Up Next: @FC Goa, v. Northeast United FC
Minnesota a la Mode…ah
The Loons had a much more eventful fortnight than the score lines suggest. Tying personal bogeymen Seattle is a good accomplishment, and hanging a 3-0 drubbing on Colorado at least spurred the Rapids to change their coaching. But the real icing on the cake came just last night, after being stymied at every turn by an intense and talented New England team (also going through their own coaching crisis). The Loons took their fifteenth corner, and in desperation sent up the goalkeeper, Dayne St. Clair, to help out, a move I’ve never, ever seen work before.
So naturally, it worked this time. St. Clair got the assist and the Loons fought back to claim a valuable point.
To celebrate flying high, the Loons then instantly crashed to the ground by taking leads and then losing it against Kansas City, St Louis, San Jose and a bizarre three goal capitulation against LA Galaxy.
Up Next: @LAFC, v. LA Galaxy (Owen’s big game)
What’s in Store at Rosenborg?
Returning from the World Cup, the Trolljenta had a heck of a run. It started with a first round cup match against Stabaek which ended up requiring 30 more regular play minutes, and would have gone to Overtime if not for the very late winner by Camilla Linberg mere moments after Stabek had fought back to equalize. Oddly it was their second end of game decider, with Sara Horte (she of the National Team call up, got an equalizer in the third minute of regular stoppage time. Horte and her crew were much stronger back in league matches with 2 goals allowed over three games, while the offense pumped in 16 from 10 different scorers (three a piece for Selma Magnusdottir and Cesilie Andreassen). The last win came in the cup semi-final against LSK Kvinner, which will give the women of Trondheim a chance to win their first hardware in the black and white
The men on the other hand? Well, my early wondering if the loss to Hearts would send them reeling was answered: a big fat honking yes. Though they had a 4-0 win over Aalesund they were promptly whomped by Tromso and quickly sold off some long-standing leaders including Samuel Rogers and Carlo Holse. (Holse did get his final team goal against Aalesund, and so did the new young gun Sverre Nypan). A draw against Bodo/Glimt and another walloping against Lillestrom.
Next: The Menn face Sarpsborg 08; the Kvinner face Asane
Live from Legon!
Ghana’s Premier League will kicked off with coach Paa Kwesi Fabin in the standard role of miracle working manager, but most eyes will be on Ebenezer Armegah in his first season as the front target, and captain Nicholas Mensah anchoring the back line.
That was a help in the team’s opening match as 19 year old winger Frank Antwi got a brace to give the Royals an opening day win. (The following 1-0 loss to Accra Lions was much more familiar) The team will be full of different faces this season, but will hopefully bring all the style we’ve come to expect from the Royals ( a lot of boasting and occasional follow through).
Next v. Aduana Stars, @ Nations FC
Grenoble’s Games
The men of the alps have remained unbeaten, but they also seem to have caught Emelec’s goalless draw bug, using three of 0-0s to stay unbeaten. Brice Mableu shows no signs of stopping and the defense remains stout as ever…but boy I miss Matthais Phaeton, and his attacking prowess. The offense came alive at the end of the month with three straight 2 goal efforts to win three straight matches. Jessy Benet and Pape Meissa Ba have been superb, and might have Grenoble fighting for promotion if they keep this up.
The women started their campaign for promotion from the third division of the French women’s league with with new coach Alassane Diakhite, and they seem pretty excited (and with good reason). They opened with two wins including one against old foes Nimes Metropole and Le Puy. Melanie Charbier led the way and maybe there will be double the reason to celebrate in Grenoble
Next: Guingamp for les hommes; AS Lattes and Clermont Foot for les femmes
County’s Bounty
Following the all to predictable 2-0 loss to Rangers, County bounced back with a little win against Kilmarnock that left their fans….a little cranky…. Simon Murray continues his great form, both driving towards goal and flopping like a spawning Salmon (which made him the focus of much Killy ire), but Ross Laidlaw stood up to a late penalty awarded in spite of Killie getting a goal on the offending play…it was wierd, but that’s life on the dark side.
The Stags seemed to pay the karmic consequences in the second half of the month. After a 1-1 draw against Livvy, they were manhandled by Aberdeen both in the league and in the League Cup Quarterfinals. Add to that a loss at home (to Hearts) and we regret cheering for the floppery.
Next: @ Dundee
Take a Sec with Emelec
As the Electricas cram their season into a rapid fire round robin of games it’s worth noting some strong showings. They notched a 3-0 win versus Guayquil City and a 9-0 against LA Familia. But the real drama came against 9 Octubre, where Madeline Ladines launched a gorgeous rocket to grab a tie against the toughest team in the group. (Unfortunately in the return leg, they came up short…but still managed to earn a spot in the final…against 9 Octubre…)
As for the men…there’s predictable news and good news. The goalless streak hit 5 matches before Miller Bolanos (who else) scored. 529 minutes of demanding perfection from Pedro Ortiz, or 529minutes longer than you should ask it of anyone took its toll on Emelec’s standings. A 3-1 win over Mushuc Runa helped as did Jaime Ayovi’s ability to score while not being named Miller Bolanos…but the Bombillos dropped another to Independiente del Valle (though they did score again).
Next; Cumbaya awaits the men, while the ladies kicked off before you likely read this post.
What’s the Word in ol’ Freiburg?
Freiburg was looking their old convincing self in the 1-0 win over Werder Bremen with the inemitable Vincenzo Grifo orchestrating the show. But the wheels came fully off the wagon in 5-0 drubbing against Stuttgart. New top goalie Noah Atubola followed that with another lousy game against Dortmund and the usually steady back line seemed to break down. A reinforced back line got a win over Olympiakos in the first Europa League game and a 0-0 draw against Frankfurt (where a more confident Atubola did great). An unsurprising common denominator: Vincenzo Grifo and Rolland Sallai.
The women kicked off their season against eternal powerhouse Bayern Munich, and after opening with a great goal from Janina Minge, they got a very late equalizer from Svenja Folmli to snatch a great tie.
Next: Men v. Augsburg, West Ham and Bayern Munich; Women v. Bayern
Gotta see this, Alebrijes!
While the 5-0 was bad, Freiburg can take solace that hey didn’t give up the 7 that Alebrijes conceded to Correcaminos. Octavio Paz’s return wasn’t enough to overcome Luis Mouret’s red card. But the team was back in shape with a come back win over Venados as young Kaleth Hernandez and Julio Cesar Cruz continue their mutually beneficial partnership. Cruz remains the primary goal scorer who found the net every time Alebrijes took the field during September (including against Tlaxcala, La Paz and in the big 4-0 win over Dorados). But the best moment for Alebrijes seemed to be when a dog ran on to the field…seems about right.
Next @ Atletico Morelia
What’s the haps at Vozdovac?
For the first time in your LIFETIMES, the Dragons notched a win against the prodigious Red Star Belgrade…home to facist gangs a plenty. 3-2 over red star, take that fascist pigs! Borisav Burmaz, Mihajlo Neskovic, and Danilo Teodorovic got goals and though Red Star tried to equalize late, the Dragons took all the points!
(Yes, they lost 2-1 to totally un-prodigious Napredak…and dropped another against Spartak Subotica on a last second penalty, but we still beat the fascist pigs…so I’m calling it a win!)
Next: v. Novi Pazar, and @ Cukaricki
News & Notes
Cue More Celebrations in Spain
It’s not great when instead of a ticker tape parade, you get a fussilade of negative press coverage and force the executives to become the story instead of the players. But it’s entirely in keeping with the mess that is Spanish Soccer right now. After many uneasy conversations about whether or not you can just kiss women on the lips when you feel like it (YOU CAN’T), both the coach and the Federation President have stepped down…finally.
Mothers of Dragons?
Abby Ostrem and Makenzie Langdok have both signed for Spartak Subotica. Which makes me ask the question, is Vozdovac interested in starting a women’s side? If so, can they start scouting with Aurora and the Griz?
Players
While the routine of these posts is changing, the number of people we have gratitude for is not. So, let’s hear it for four weeks of stellar play. We’ll take this time to shout out those who scored in major results: give it up for the Griz’s Delaney Lou Schorr, Vozdovac’s Borisav Burmaz, Grenoble’s Jessey Bennet and Emelec’s Madeline Ladines.
Standings
Every team is playing! Take a deep breath, because we’ll be full bore from now until late November. Also, every team is now above 1 point per game! (Of course, no teams are above 2, but we’ll take what we get.)
Our first laureate from outside of Europe, John Maxwell Coetzee was born in Cape Town, South Africa back when the country was fiercely divided between the white colonists and the native black population. Living with this unjust and racist system from his childhood shapes what Coetzee writes about throughout his career and helps him to always balance the powerful and the marginalized in his space. It’s also why the committee made sure to point out how he finds countless ways to “[portray] the surprising involvement of the outsider”
Works
From The Death of Jesus
“You have a false understanding of what it means to read. Reading is not just turning printed signs into sounds. Reading is something deeper. True reading means hearing what the book has to say and pondering it— perhaps even having a conversation in your mind with the author. It means learning about the world— the world as it really is, not as you wish it to be.”
–2020
From “Youth”
What is the point of coming all the way from Cape Town to London if he is to be quartered on a housing estate miles outside the city, getting up at the crack of dawn to measure the height of bean plants? He wants to join [the government], wants to find a use for the mathematics he has laboured over for years, but he also wants to go to poetry readings, meet writers and painters, have love affairs. How can he ever make the people [in the government office]—men in tweed jackets smoking pipes, women with stringy hair and owlish glasses—understand that? How can he bring out words like love, poetry before them?
Published in Granta (2017)
Illustration from New Yorker
From “The Better Player”
I have played sports (tennis, cricket), I have done a lot of cyccling, bit in all of this my aspiration has simply been to do as well as I can. Winning or losing–who cares? How I judge whether or not I have done well is a private matter, between myself and what I suppose I would call my conscience.
–Letter written to Paul Auster year 2009
Message
Literary criticism of Coetzee tends to emphasize a few things: the sparsity of his prose, a degree of absurdity in how plainly bizarre things are stated, and a degree of desperation and disaster that the protagonist uses as a source of strength. In that sense another quote from his letters to Auster stands out: both an elite tennis player and a great artist elicit a common response in Coetzee: “I can see how it was done, but I could never have done it myself, it is beyond me; yet it was done by a man (now and again a woman) like me; what an honor to belong to the species [he/she] exemplifies”. In a humanity marked by a quest for transcendency, Coetzee’s work highlights how beautiful and powerful our fleeting and daily thoughts and experiences can be. Whether it be watching a backhand, biking to the shops, parenting a stubborn child, or reacting to an author’s work, that is where the power of humanity comes.
Position: #11 Winger
The main work I read for this was The Death of Jesus. The book opens with a depiction of a young boy playing as a winger. While I doubt that Coetzee’s choice was personal, it does seem apropos for the author himself. Like a speedy winger charging towards goal, Coetzee is direct, driven and transparent in his objective. At times he fails (Death of Jesus often got overwhelmed by the religious allegory rather than the more engaging humanity of a flawed father–something I know quite well), but the failures seem to drive him and his characters to stand back up and do the same thing again. You likely know what Coetzee is up to, but he can still put it past you with ease. (As such, the player he reminds me of most is his fellow South African Bongokhule Hlongwane, though the team colors I applied here suit Emelec as Guyaquil feels more of a fit for the urbane Coetzee and more fitting for the Spanish medium of Death of Jesus).
One complication with all this, I am basing my interpretation on evidence from after Coetzee’s prize winning works were published. Have you read his other lauded work? Does it change your opinion to read Waiting for the Barbarians or Disgrace? Leave a comment below…please (seriously…someone is reading these, right?)
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