Its Called Football, not Soccer
Tuesday, March 31st, 2009England is a cold country (no secret there!) but we are passionate, well, about our football, that is. Now if you’re American and reading this you may think I’m talking about the game beloved of your countrymen, involving that strangely shaped ball that you, well, throw, on a gridiron, I think you call it. Well, I’m not. I’m talking about what you guys call “Soccer”, the ‘beautiful game’, the most popular sport in the world, played everywhere, and loved by countless millions.
Yes, I am an Englishman, in case you hadn’t already guessed, and I live in the warmth of California, but for most of my life, from the age of around four, when my Dad took me on his shoulders to my first football game, I have been in love with football, and back in my home country I would follow my team anywhere. I lived around seventy miles from my team’s home ground, so even a home game would be a 140 mile round trip for me, but likewise I would think nothing of getting up early on a Saturday morning and driving 250 miles to see my team play away from home at a ground in the north of England.
The game would last 90 minutes, then time to stop somewhere on the way home for a meal and back in my house around midnight. My team? Gillingham. For the first 107 years of their history they won very little, but in the year 2000 they gained promotion to the second tier of English football, the “Championship” and this, to a long, long time supporter like me was sheer heaven. Unfortunately, it was also about the time that I was seriously thinking of emigrating, to marry my American girlfriend, and I finally left England’s shores in 2003. Since then, and probably as a direct result of my not being around to cheer them on, Gillingham have fallen back to the football league’s basement division, but they are in with a big shout of promotion this season back to the THIRD tier.
In my years of supporting “The Gills” I have amassed a huge collection of Gillingham memorabilia, football programmes, scarves, badges, shirts, jerseys, kits, ticket stubs and the like. Now others may prefer to collect Manchester United programmes, or Chelsea ticket stubs, or Arsenal jerseys, but for me there is only ONE team.
There is quite an industry around the collecting of football memorabilia and some rare programmes exchange hands for amazing amounts of money. Businesses exist solely for football memorabilia sales.
Would I go and see L.A. Galaxy, with or without Beckham? No. Would I go and see a Gillingham reserve team playing against a high-school soccer team? YES!
Bob Wilson is a Brit, living in Los Angeles, and is a football fanatic. He runs Its Called Football.com and Buy Football Jerseys