Pitch Invasion

The Scotsman in the blue tartan kilt was swaying a bit as he put the condiments on his hot dog. “Ah’ve been drrrinking since nine o’clock this mornin’,” he cheerfully confided as we stood at the Parc des Princes concession stand, “but ah feel prretty good.”
He did seem to be feeling “prretty good,” as [...]

Editor’s note: How does an American soccer mom find herself rooting for Guadaloupe’s national team in a suburban shopping mall? Laurie, author of outstanding blogs on the France national team and the L.A. Galaxy, explains the roots of her obsession.
The cantina is tiny, seating perhaps forty people, and is located along the back wall of [...]