Yesterday, Argentina engaged in a painful episode of self-destruction on the soccer field. Their goalie made a horrible blunder: trying to pop the ball over the head of a Croatian player to one of his teammates, he mishit it directly to the guy, who slammed it in for a Croatian goal. That might not have mattered so much, except that their star, Lionel Messi, didn’t do much of anything (either in this game or their first one). Maybe Argentina can advance if they beat Nigeria, but that doesn’t look too likely after their win today over Iceland. But we shall see.
Regarding Messi, I’ve just never seen him help Argentina very much. He hasn’t won a World Cup for them or a Copa America, either. He blows penalty kicks at bad times, and doesn’t score at others. Contrast him with Pele and Diego Maradona. Pele helped Brazil win three World Cups. Diego Maradona brought Argentina one in 1986, and they probably deserved another in 1990. It is true that 1982 was a bad World Cup for Maradona, but he was young enough that he could still look forward to helping his country. But Messi will be too old for the next World Cup, so if Argentina doesn’t advance, that is it for him. His manager is saying that he isn’t getting the support that he should from his teammates, but they could say the same thing about him. He missed that penalty kick the other day, for example.
Meanwhile, Steve Sailer has an interesting post here entitled “Why Can’t Americans be Good Globalists Like World Cup Fans, Who Aren’t Nationalist in the Slightest?” He’s being facetious, of course, because those foreigners are quite nationalistic. Moreover, many of them are (horrors!) flag-wavers. In fact, preceding each game there are two large flags on the field, one for each of the teams. Then they play the national anthems, and no one has knelt yet! Obviously, they love their countries. So, if they can be nationalistic, why can’t we? Moreover, this sort of nationalism is pretty harmless.
More important, while Sailer and his readers imagine that America’s globalists are wild about soccer, in fact few of them are. (If they were, then given how much power they have, they could have easily forced America’s schools to replace football with soccer, but they haven’t demanded that yet because so few of them are soccer fans.) This is what my book on soccer was about, how hypocritical people are who believe themselves to be so cosmopolitan, when in fact they are all rather provincial. They think of me as a xenophobe because I don’t want open borders, and I think of them as xenophobes because they don’t follow international sports.
Anyway, I have many stories to tell about these people, but just one will do. I knew an academic couple who were thrilled at the idea that they would be spending their summer in Rome. It was right during the World Cup (in 2002, I think), and I wondered if they had thought about the consequences of going there at that time. When they came back, they said that at first they didn’t understand what was going on. I presume what they meant was that whenever Italy scored a goal, all the Italians who were in their cars would honk their horns and that they had no idea what it meant. Hey, guys, when in Rome....