Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Break It Like Beckham.

This is a quick post that I had to write for this dude for the blog, The Smoking Section. I wanted to use it as my cover letter clip, but apparently he has no fucking clue about soccer. So instead of considering my time wasted, might as well post it on here. This in response to David Beckham breaking his Achilles tendon on Sunday. Enjoy, of course.


Welp, there you have it, folks: there’s the end right there.

There will be no four World Cups. There will be no ticker-tape parade for finally breaking Peter Shilton’s England caps record. And there will almost certainly be a drop in Los Angeles Galaxy jerseys bought.

Yeah, Becks’ soccer career came crashing down in an instant. The tears that came flowing down his $100-million face while playing for Italian league behemoths, AC Milan, said it all.

Not that it hasn’t happened before, but this really could be the final straw.

And by final straw, I don’t just mean his World Cup career: everyone, we could be coming to the end of the Beckham era. Those magically bending free kicks could be seeing their last spot placement on the pitch.

As ESPN Soccernet analyst Tommy Smith brings into question, it isn’t just the idea that his England career is over, but his actual club career too.

Think about it: the man has a gorgeous wife, home dotted across continents and a few titles under his belt during his time with the Red Devils. The continuation of his career in Los Angeles—well, maybe not so much Los Angeles—and Milan was in testament to the man’s commitment to not only the game of soccer, but, most importantly, his country. He continued those arduous yearlong seasons to stay fit for England call-ups.

What left would Becks have to play for if he comes back from this crippling injury?

Sure, Kobe might attend a few games at the Home Depot Center in Carson. Maybe he’ll bring Tom too. And I’m sure the thousands of American soccer moms attending the games with their bratty kids we’ll be just as big of a selling point to Young Moolah Beckham.

Psh, let’s get real.

With the destruction of his Achilles tendon and his South African summer plans, so did Beckham’s career. You can almost hear its last little bits whirling down the drain.

As if MLS’ Players’ Union’s standoff wasn’t bad enough, the league gets this little tidbit of info. So if a tree falls in the woods and no one’s around to hear it, does it make sound? Well with Becks clearly injured for the foreseeable future, MLS surely won’t be making any sounds this coming season—even if a players’ strike is avoided.

So with the curtains being pulled on Dave’s career so is the golden era of Major League Soccer. Well, that is, unless this happens.


God Is Love,

Rev Rub

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