Soccer, Contests, and Community Building

A Great Day of Soccer

My entire childhood was spent playing in the Mississippi Youth Soccer Organization.  I started playing soccer in the second grade, and play for the next 14 years.  I had this huge crush on this boy (Jerry) in my first grade class who played soccer, so I decided to learn how to play so I could impress him on the playground.   But alas, Jerry moved away at the end of first grade.  Fortunately, I fell just as hard in love with soccer, so my heartache was short lived. (yes, I started playing soccer to impress a boy – I bet those who know me didn’t see that one coming)

Each Spring, we had the classic soccer tournaments, playing for District and State championships.  But something I will never forget is “The Great Day of Soccer”.  It was this annual tournament where you participated in individual events, and not in any team events.  The 5 events were

  • how far you could do a throw-in
  • how fast you could dribble through the cones
  • what your accuracy was for shooting on goal (40 points if you could get it in the upper corner)
  • how many times you could juggle the soccer ball
  • how far you could kick the ball

My final year, I got up to 88 consecutive juggles before screwing up.  The crowd that had gathered around me freaked me out and I lost my focus towards the end.  But they still applauded, and I still kicked the ball straight up in the air as if I had reached the goal of 100 juggles.  And yes, I still wear my “great day” t-shirt, after all these years. It was truly a great day of soccer, and truly a great t-shirt to still be alive after 15+ years.

Contests and Community Building

One of the things I learned from OSCON last year was that contests may actually drive the community apart because of the competition. Ever since, I’ve been scratching my head wondering how effective contests really are in building community. I just can’t shake the feeling that it feels risky.

Then I started thinking about the great day of soccer. There’s no way you can build a soccer league by hosting the great day of soccer. Where would you host the tournament, how you would get word out to come, what sort of events would you have? In order to build a local soccer community, you must first find the kids that are playing soccer in the playground and find the parents that used to play as a kid. Then you have to find a place to play. Only once you have the kids playing for fun can you tap into that energy and use it to attract others to play, others that might not have had an interest before, but do now. It’s one of those, “hey, what is going on over there?” Here I’m thinking about improved fields, jerseys, announcements in newspapers, and media interviews. Now, as you’re starting to gain more and more kids, you can work on improving the infrastructure and so forth. Finally, once a critical mass is hit of die-hard soccer fans and players, you can have a tournament to showcase individual skills. A contest at this point wouldn’t drive people away, because they are already here for their own reasons. A contest here would be competition at a different level, allowing those interested parties to compete over reputation, while the critical mass gets to watch and freak out people trying to reach those 100 juggles.

Tying this all back to community-building, the gist of this run-away random thought is contests do not build community; successfully-run contests promote the already-existing community.

Of course, the next time I’m home, I should actually call up one of the founding members of BAYS (bay area youth soccer – my local hometown organization) and find out just how far in left-field I am with how a soccer league gets started. =)

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Oh the pain – World Cup US v Czech Republic 0-3

There’s nothing worse than watching your team lose a soccer match than not being able to scream at the TV while they are losing.  I watched the US vs Czech game on campus in the local café this morning, but to my surprise and disappointment, it was quite empty.  Maybe 15 or so people came out to watch.  The guy next to me was the only vocal one (and sometimes quite wrong), so I held my emotions in.  Screaming at the soccer game is an outdoor activity, where people are free to move away from you, unless the entire bar is made up of Brazilians screaming at the top of their lungs with you (my experience at UMass for the Women’s World Cup in ’99 – good times!)  But for the record, tackling a player from behind during a breakaway is only a red card-able offense if there’s nothing between the player and the goalkeeper (aka a crystal clear shot).  Since there were lots of defenders around, it was only a yellow card offense, not a red card one.

There’s one stat that explains the entire game – offsides.  Czech had 10, and US had 0.  I don’t think we had any controlled touches on the ball the first 75 minutes, until the fresh legs came in.  And what was up with the little passes in the middle in front of the Czech penalty box?  So frustrating to see no one from the US step up and make an attack – no you take it, no you take it, no you take it, oops the ball got stolen.  And another thing I didn’t get.  Why did we always do short passes for Corners or quick starts for (in)direct kicks?  If you’re not controlling the field, don’t waste the opportunity for a shot on goal.

Italy on Saturday.  I cringe.  I cry.  A little piece of me dies each time the US World Cup team loses on ESPN, or should I say ESPN2 (how silly of me to think soccer is that worthy.)  Each time I think, “there goes youth soccer – another 4 year setback.”

I played soccer for 14 years (youth, high school, and club), refereed everything from under-6 babies looking for ants in the grass to rival high school boys games (I was instructed by the head ref to jump a fence to get to my car immediately after the last players shook hands) to a couple of club games in college, and an assistant-coached an under-18 girls team (the coach – a 21 year old college guy needed a little help keeping his girls from hating him =)  Although I haven’t kicked a soccer ball (or been out to a soccer field) in over 7 years, I still have dreams of calling kids who just scored offsides as a linesman (offsides is determined at the time the ball is kicked, not the position of the player when the ball is received) and turning around to watch the crowd of angry parents rush me.  I’m grinning the entire time =)  My all-time favorite insult – this was when I was 20 refereeing a state match, “Children should not be allowed to referee these games.”  Something about being 5’1 and wearing all black, I guess.