Goals not name of the game for IU soccer

The Indiana men’s soccer team enters tonight’s game with Central Florida at Armstrong Stadium fresh off its first multiple-goal game of the season — a 2-1 win at Rutgers.

After practice on Tuesday, IU coach Todd Yeagley said that while that fact was encouraging, his squad is content to win with defense.

“The 1-0 games are fine with this group,” Yeagley said. “We’re not looking to set any records this year with goals for. Yeah, they’re great, and it’s nice for the players, because those things come with individual awards, but this group is not worried about that. Guys like Tanner (Thompson) just need to feel that goal, not that he’s chasing numbers. He just feels the burden at times of making a play to give us a win, and he did it on Saturday (game-winning goal at Rutgers).”

The Hoosiers could easily have had three or four goals against the Scarlet Knights, but Yeagley isn’t just waiting for the floodgates to open.

“You always say through experience, that tends to happen, but I don’t think this group needs (the floodgates to open) to come to life,” the IU coach said. “Our chances created are very good. WE always get back to assessment, no different than any year. We could be winning 2-1, 3-0 and only getting six or eight shots. Well, then we’re a great scoring team, but we’re just getting fortunate or really sharp on our finish.

“The good news is we’re creating a high volume of finishes and looking to finish from distance, and I think you can create your own luck that way. You’ll get some deflections, some restarts off of it that could lead to a goal. That’s the other thing with this team, we’re pretty dangerous on restarts.”

That high volume has included shot totals of 20, 22 and 17 in the past three games, with the Hoosiers taking more chances from distance than in years past.

“That’s the mentality we want, still a couple ill-advised here and there, which we’ve worked on, a couple on the wrong foot, too far,” Yeagley said. “You have to know your range as a player, but I’d rather have them push on the side of having the freedom to go than worry about it. That’s what we’ve given them.

“We’ll take a couple ill-advised ones over overpassing and trying to combine therough the six and score the tap-in goal.”

42 comments

  1. Sort of trying to interpret this comment. Certainly, goals (ours vs theirs) are the most important measure of soccer. Last year Indiana had many laudable performance but was short on the ‘goals’ outcome and it didn’t therefore translate into a happy season. Outshooting your opponent doesn’t mean much at all in soccer if you come out in the short end of the score at the end.

    I agree, as coach Yeagley clearly implies, goals are not the only measure of soccer performance. Solid defense, strong pressure defensively, closing of spaces near the goal are essential. Likewise, the heart of the game is good control of the ball, field deployment and spreading of the field across its width, passing that ‘creates spaces’ and purposeful attacking and, yes…. ‘finishing’. And ‘finishing’ does not mean mindlessly putting the ball over the bars, or shooting within 15 yards of either post. As the beautifully played 1-0 win by Germany over Argentina in the World Cup showed, one goal still defined the champion.

    Indiana Hoosier soccer is synonymous with good soccer at the college level. Todd Yeagley has certainly continued the history of good soccer pioneered by his father and continued the Hoosier’s NCAA pre-eminence in the world’s most popular sport. This year the Hoosiers have re-asserted itself as an excellent defensive team and demonstrated their capability to frustrate opponent. And, under Todd Yeagley, Indiana has done a good job in the most important facet of good soccer, ‘keeping control and take good care of the ball’.

    As part of ‘taking care of the ball’, Indiana needs to pay attention to ‘finishing’, and ‘finishing’ does not mean merely taking shots in the general direction of the goal. It means creating opportunities, taking good shots with a high probability of scoring and putting it- da ball- in the net, the very essence of soccer.

    Perhaps, the players focusing more on bringing the ball down out-of-the-air and playing it on-the-grass; consistently attacking and penetrating the middle of the opponents area; using the passing and ‘take-on’ dribbling skills of midfielders and forwards on the ground and depending less on the high crossing game, …all concepts always identified with Indiana (and good) soccer will continue to sustain it as a power.

    I doubt seriously that Coach Yeagley was arguing the goal was not important part of the game. More likely, I think he was arguing that scoring ‘goals’is an outcome of good and total play. Or, as the saying goes, ‘treat the ball well and the goals come’.

    1. Tsao,
      I think you interpret Yeagley’s comments correctly. Last night’s performance not withstanding, I don’t think he expects too many four-goal explosions out of this team. It’s just not a high-powered squad, so he’s looking to win with defense and a timely goal or two, which the Hoosiers have done by and large so far this year.

      I would add that the four goals against UCF was the result of playing a team that’s pressuring high and looking to create offense itself rather than just sit behind the ball like so many of IU’s Big Ten/Midwest opponents opt to do. Guessing Sunday’s game vs. Northwestern will be a return to 1-0 or at best 2-1 form.

  2. Other than some limited interest in the USA team playing in World Cup, it just doesn’t appear soccer will ever gain anything close to the national viewership numbers of the NFL, the NBA, March Madness, Major League Baseball and the World Series, college football and the plethora of bowl games, NHL hockey and the Stanley Cup playoffs, the Kentucky Derby, the Indy 500, the Winter Olympics, the Summer Olympics…

    I realize it’s IU soccer and that’s all fine and good to put it on the pages of Scoop because Tsao won’t leave you alone. But it just has never been a sport that’s appeared to have taken hold in the hearts of Americans with anything close to the popularity found in other parts of the globe.

    Maybe it just takes a level of worldly sophistication that I just don’t possess…Personally, I’d watch most tennis matches before soccer…I’d watch this before soccer.

    And watching the USA team in World Cup was like watching Ali going against Jerry Quarry….Quarry being the USA team lacking in anything approaching the artistry and finesse of teams from Germany and Belgium. We may have had some amount of success at keeping teams from scoring, but we just didn’t look in the same league.

  3. Soccer may never challenge the Big 4, but it’s more and more popular all the time. Only thing that slightly annoys me is how amongst younger Americans these days, soccer fanship seems to be used to show one’s cosmopolitan worldliness and hipster credentials. It’s a working class pastime elsewhere.

    Go to the Uptown Cafe for an international soccer game (great venue and great thing to do, by the way) and you’ll see what I mean. Besides the foreign born IU professors there to watch their teams, and the smattering of people from the IU soccer family, you’re looking at a bar full of pompous Poly Sci and English Masters students sporting jerseys announcing their sudden allegiances to Tottenham and Barcelona.

  4. Tom, I am not a fan of soccer(too many other sports to enjoy to have time to care about soccer)but you have center punched my thoughts precisely about its growing popularity in the USA. Now my sons tell me the coaches of our soccer youth are encouraging immature, prospective players to take up soccer and not football so they will lessen the chances of being injured. May be true but a damn poor way to sell a young kid and sell a sport. So I am beginning to detest soccer and its ilk.

  5. Unfortunately, a Bloomington restaurant called the “Uptown Cafe” would already bring to my table a set of preconceived notions of the “pretentious cultural vibe” suffocating a comfortable experience. What Bloomington will never be is “Uptown” anything…It’s a college town. It’s Kilroy’s. It’s young blood. It’s naive blood guzzling any alcoholic concoction available. It’s never wanting to leave the teens to early twenties years…It’s freedom from their repressive Christina nests finally and a chance to feed the only diet that matters: a diet of sex hormones in overload, It’s pizza in boxes that tastes like spiced cardboard. It’s breadsticks and more breadsticks and extra gooey cheese sauce pretending to be cheese….It’s Ro Tel. It’s about as far from uptown as uptown will ever be. It’s Tom Crean and hamburger goulash every Wednesday. There’s no round earth in Bloomington…It is where you play it safe and stay behind to rule your antiquated village.

    And thank god it’s all of that and more. It’s the only reason we can’t leave it behind. It’s the place in your lifetime when you can cling to freewheeling purposelessness. It’s supposed to be a place the world can’t box you in because you’re damn happy living without a guilt trip in your 10′ x 10′ concrete block dorm room serving as the Paradise Hotel.

    Let it stay college…Let the preachers of hypocrisy with their commandments to shame living please stay in Carmel, Indiana. Let the campus aristocrats that finally found their haven amongst a sea of hungry children on an island of booze and pleasure to feel like “uptown” sophisticates just please leave it the hell alone. Just give me my old Schwinn 10-speed as a race across the morning sun on my way to Soc. class. I’m not anxious for the inevitable end of the last time in a life not filled with the marching to the rest of the ants up the hill and down the hole of doom.

  6. oops. It’s freedom from their repressive [Christian] nests and a chance to finally feed the only diet that matters…

  7. And isn’t great to have a football coach that embraces “fun?” What a concept…And here I always thought it was about talking of what’s been lost, what needs resurrected, or what’s been wrecked….Or maybe it’s about getting it all done as quickly as possible so you can show off your gifts to the world. It’s not about how learning can be “fun” or how just enjoying the hell-raising tone of a sarcastic Soc. class professor can actually be “fun.” It’s not about friendships and teammates and immersing yourself in the understanding of a game simply because it’s fun. It’s you’re not doing it fast enough…It’s get it all done and get out. Condense that 4-year degree into 10 semesters and pinning a medal on my chest for telling you how it could be done as quickly as picking out a box of Cheerios from your grocers aisle(no fun included in contents of degree in box)…The fortunes await and there will be plenty of time to LEARN of fun.

    Fun? It’s a process for some. I think some that never had much of any want to keep it away from those with brains numb(too many trips to Kilroy’s). Thank the Lord not false for Kevin Wilson….Witness a man confident enough in his skin and profession to make it fun. College is fun again. College is young again in Hoosier Football.

    Indiana 42
    Maryland 27

  8. Harvard: Uptown is a cherished town institution that’s been there for over 30 years. Started where Rocket’s Pizza once was, and moved to it’s current location after a fire in the 70’s. Unpretentious and down home, actually, by a long shot (although the new bar gave it a more swingin’ vibe). I worked there for 8 years. Friday nights were a microcosm of why I love Bloomington: a mixture of quirky university professors, dorky-dressed townies in red sweaters and sneakers, Peter Pan hippies having a drink after the Lotus Festival, a cluster of Jersey frat boys oblivious to their surroundings, older gay couples having a martini, the town urologist talking loudly about his condo in Colorado after his 3rd Makers Mark manhattan, a late night visit from Odie the lovable town alcoholic, the Japanese kids from the Music School rolling in at 9PM to order meatloaf, gumbo and fettucine alfredo (family style of course),…. I could go on and on and on.

    You are completely off the mark with your preconceived notion of the Uptown and trumpeting of Kilroy’s. Kilroys these days is about as diverse and authentic as a Promise Keepers rally. It’s where the sons and daughters of Indiana’s and New Jersey’s landed gentry go to mix bodily fluids and celebrate the increasing ineptitude of the Millennial Generation.

    @Clarion: don’t be a total hater. Soccer culture has a side that I think you might enjoy very much. Unfortunately I don’t think you’ll get that on our soil.

  9. You obviously missed the point….

    What Bloomington will never be is “Uptown” anything…It’s a college town. It’s Kilroy’s. It’s young blood. It’s naive blood guzzling any alcoholic concoction available

    That was not intended to be a “trumpeting” of Kilroy’s. It’s merely a argument that college doesn’t have to be your diverse slice of the world in the wine cellars of Uptown….

    My memories of college are the treasured evenings of simply having a Mother Bears pizza dripping in cheese delivered to my Foster Quad cell…And maybe sitting next to that quiet and gorgeously attractive petite Brazilian girl in my American History class.

    You had a much more sophisticated working experience at Bloomington… You even experimented with Pho! I worked with a Vietnam vet on the midnight closing shift as an assistant manager at Wendy’s. But when he was on fries and Harvard was assembling your Wendy’s ‘Classic’ with cheese, it was a pretty classy establishment. And I’ll never forget a girl named Tawny…She was a young high school girl that was simply a firecracker…For some odd reason she adored me. She was diabetic and on insulin injections(only 16-years-old)..She was so full of life and energy. A marvelous kid. I hope she is happy and well.

  10. But with all sincerity, your writing is far more “uptown” than anything my clumsy thoughts can produce. It’s good to have you drop some of that sophistication in style into our ears. It’s too late for Harvard to find such refinement. We need your Annecy vibe…You class up the place.

    I sorta write like I cook…My wife can never believe the ungodly mess that I make of the kitchen. Then she proceeds to devour in silence. She doesn’t pay much compliment, but I know it’s pretty damn good.

  11. I gotcha…just seemed like you were trying to imply that your memory of Bloomington, the one with ten speeds and pizza and Dennis Quaid in short shorts, was somehow more “real” than the rest. We all have our Bloomingtons…that’s what makes the place so special…the eclectic mixture of lives and happenings that mixes together and pours out onto the streets of Kirkwood… Implying that one’s own version is the “real” version is straight out of the Republican “Real America” campaign trail playbook.

    Pho is the national dish of Viet Nam, a simple, humble and delicious concoction involving very few ingredients, the most important of them being a slow-cooked beef stock that takes 24 hours of simmering and gentle care. That I “even” experimented with Pho – you make it sound like caviar. It’s 7 bucks for a huge bowl. Pho restaurants are grungy places in ethnic neighborhoods or ugly stripmalls frequented by immigrant families…probably the most unpretentious type of restaurant around. You should give it a go. Chicago has loads of them.

  12. Mr. Price (Jeremy, if I mnight), you may be right and, have hit (either through sharp observation or accidentally) on the factor that forces a game where the good treatment of the ball and the beauty of good offensive soccer is lost or ignored, even though clearly not intended for the Hoosiers.

    Under Jerry Yeagley, Indiana became the dominant team, nationally and especially in the B1G (before Penn State with its own great coach, Walter Bahr, became a member of the conference) when his Hoosiers and with his leadership, the IU administration invested, big time, into the program, not only with scholarships but building a true soccer field (football fields are too narrow). What was the still remembered line in a movie I once saw? “Build it and they will come”. Ironically….they came to Indiana; the soccer players…the Di Bernardos, the Betancourts, the Thompsons, the younger Yeagleys (our present coach), the Zubizarretas, the Zavaletas, the Grabavoys, the Bruins…caught the great Harry Keough’s then dominant St. Louis teams in some memorable head-to-heads…and became the national standard for great, ‘made in America’ soccer.

    Indiana was so dominant, especially within the BiG, that competing with the Hoosiers was damned near impossible. The only way to prevent embarrassment for other B1G schools was to put nine players in the penalty box, the goalie under the posts and ask the eleventh player to play an ‘assistant goalie’ of sorts or mark the referee. Mostly, it didn’t work for Indiana’s opponents; but, sadly for fans, it did make for some ugly, ugly soccer. Indiana played, the opponents populated the area, and the beauty of soccer was lost. (Always thought that, since the NCAA was into making its own soccer rules- i.e. the substitution rule, a ‘passivity’ rule for ultra-destructive/defensive soccer could have been adopted and helped. After two warnings, a referee could order players ‘sent off’ for – “team-passivity”, like in NCAA wrestling.

    Anyway, soccer has now expanded, especially in the coastal areas that get to see the world’s better teams compete. While still dominant, Indiana does have competitive opponents (among others, annually inviting the Mexican National U-23 team was a stroke of art from Coach Yeagley). Some teams within the B1G have attempted to, at least, compete with Indiana in the B1G, and the Hoosier Coach, the former player Todd Yeagley, has sustained the high profile by scheduling the Hoosiers against some of the better teams from both the East and West Coasts. And, while some (I’m surprised, always thought of Harvard as more ‘wordly’ than his comment) consider soccer (actually, other than in the US, the sport is correctly named ‘football, or the South American ‘futbol’) a form of class warfare- not true-; the World Cup creates both passion and the opportunity to see great, beautiful attacking soccer and challenging, tactical defenses in the United States.

    Why does it not take off?. It does. It probably has to compete and overcome the commercial monopoly for TV time of baseball (which is losing its lustre on the screen) and football (I do not include NBA basketball because, as Bob Knight once put it, watching a frog croak all by himself is more interesting) continues to grow and rightfully is America’s most popular TV sport.

    It also, seems to me, that soccer does create the same passion as football and that it is easy to see why it is- in terms of bloodlines- the direct parentage (‘the daddy’) of college and high school basketball, explaining its attraction to Hoosiers in particular. I do believe that the millions of children (soccer is now the leading youth participation sport) will become, as adults, a major market that will be impossible for TV executives to ignore.

    So the question will remain not about the attraction of soccer (futbol) but about its quality. And, thankfully, Indiana will leave the legacy of the demands of the Yeagley family, as the model of respect for the ball, beauty in play and competitiveness that will always be ‘Indiana soccer or Indiana futbol”. Great to have watched it since the days (ohhh does this age me) when Jerrod Yeagley first arrived on campus (from Cortland State, I believe) and rode to practice, in back of the fraternities, on his bicycle.

    Big honor to guard the legacy of soccer in this country. Indiana should continue to ‘take care of the ball’ and the goals will come.

    (Thanks Mr. Price…your coverage has also rewarded my reading)

  13. HC…I love soccer, grew up with it in ‘a lower class stadium’ of 40,000 that held 78,000 literally drunken (mostly)’stevedores’ on any given Sunday. But, I do understand your point…telling a kid that ‘he should play soccer instead of football because that way he won’t ahhhh…. die, is not the best way to promote the thrill and beauty of the ‘beautiful game’ itself.

    I’m as passionate a football fan as I am a soccer fan. (Especially when it’s IU, since the late 1950’s). Somehow, the two are related…competitively at least (baseball does not have both sides opposing each other trying to overcome the other physically, at the same time). I am a big Cubs fan, (and became a huge IU baseball fan last spring/summer); but, being a Cubs fan does not necessarily help my claim that ‘I am a good baseball fan’…perhaps, Mr. Graham is a better source to ask about ‘good baseball’).

    Hope your grandkids HC, ‘step on it, like Messi’.)

  14. What the pho!? You’re so defensive. My mom was a master of simple soups and long-simmering homemade stocks. She would also make the most delicate homemade noodles…She’d labor to cut them into thin strands with a knife. I will not be fooled by faux Pho made from a base in a box. But you keep on a thinkin’ what you wanna believe is your sophisticated palate for the simple things in life. “Loads” of Pho doesn’t necessarily mean it can instruct my taste buds to forget what they already know. I’m leery of most soups in restaurants…When I make the rare trip to Chicago, I usually stick with Chicago Pizza and Oven Grinder Co…..or a quick trip to Big Bowl…..or Frank ‘N’ Dawgs. I’ve not had a better fried calamari than Big Bowl’s offering…Very small and tender slices of tentacles with a very light batter. Don’t pass up the egg rolls…Best I’ve had. A couple are nearly a meal by themselves. Delicious and never oily.

  15. Seahawk… it’s not the fault of soccer (football, futbol). The only correction I’d make in your note is that it ‘soccer’ is not a ‘working-class pass-time’. It is a cross-class, probably the only one that brings together aristocracies, middle professional and burgeois classes and working classes. Go to a stadium in London, Hamburg, Berne, Buenos Aires, Rio de Janeiro and Mexico City and you’ll find banker and stevedore, lawyer and criminal, md and street sweeper, lord and servant together cheering with passion and embracing at the ‘g-o-o-o-o-l-l-!!’ by their team.

    It is also the most democratic of activities. The one where the ‘lower class’ fan can direct a chorus of bankers and professors singing the nastiest of songs at the ‘Lord’ executive of their club and have him replaced with an accountant with more soccer ‘savy’. It is indeed the sport of the masses.

    In the United States it grew, in the 1960’s, from the middle classes and because school budgets were restricted and some sports very, very expensive (football is an expensive sport, especially the insurance payments and the armour required for each player), especially in the inner cities). So, gradually football became more restricted as safety issues (and expenses) grew; soccer did as well, as an option, especially as the middle classes expanded. As I understand it, soccer is the largest youth participation sport in the US (and, if it is not already, it is right there in second place about to become first).

    I enjoy your posts…you seem to get the idea of soccer growth in the US. I rarely think of soccer vs football. My world would be perfect with both and to include great, well played ‘Bob Knight type’ basketball–the closest thing I know to good, top world-class soccer.

  16. Tsao, good thoughts about the beautiful game.

    Harvard, I probably shouldn’t have referred to pho as simply another kind of “soup.” It’s unlike any other, really. Deserves a category by itself. Do Husky a favor and try it sometime. Make sure to put all the vegetable toppings in (they come on a side plate), and squirt liberal doses of the two sauces onto the thinly sliced medium rare beef as you lift if from the bowl with your chopsticks. Don’t be a hater. You’ll thank me*

    *By “thank” I mean that you will acknowledge you liked it in a round-about way. You wouldn’t dare actually ‘agree’ with me, per se, cause you don’t like agreeing

  17. Thanks, Tsao, back at ya. Yes, “the masses” describes soccer fans better than “working class”…. not to say that it doesn’t have a heavy working class element in some places.

  18. Harvard…I’ll start out by saying that you are exactly like my favorite soccer team (Boca Juniors)…Good or lousy, I love them (you). Sometimes they go through a streak that has them near relegation to second division and it makes me even more passionate about them…I get irrational and defensive. Barely, by the thickness of their outer layer of skin, they save themselves and I’m on my knees crying my love and, two weeks later, I telling whoever will hear me that we will be World Champions the next time the championship is played.

    See the connection? Up or down, my pal or in the middle of a rant….it’s all the same. As my father taught me, friendship is forever….!

    Yes…you are right! It’s about friendship and college and love and being reborn. Somehow Kevin Wilson has that feeling that we all knew him the day he got to Bloomington and burped, twice, in front of a counselor…and we will never stop loving him and if he gives us a team that makes us feel we can stay exactly who we were and who we have always been and let us feel comfortable when we burp…we’ll build a monument right in the middle of the Arboretum- formerly The football stadium, of a team so lousy that they moved it out to 17th street when it was the ‘limits’ where the ‘townies’ lived.

    So go Kevin…let us Love you Forever and go touch your Statue of Kevin in the middle of the Arboretum for good luck; be it in a game or we counted fertility days wrong…

  19. Tom, the Uptown has such importance for me. When did you work there?

    I’ll be as general as I can without revealing identities, but the Uptown is more than just the food, location, and ambiance. It is their role in Bloomington’s community. Bare with me, I have a point in all of this.

    A great friend of mine came to IU from Zimbabwe. His entire family scraped enough cash together to send him on a one way ticket to Bloomington. He struggled mightily to stay afloat. We’d often have him staying at our house on our ghetto couch in our Dunhill apartment while he found other living arrangements. I remember coming home and seeing two quarter full, black trash bags the floor and asked my roommate, “What’s up with those bags?” He said, “That’s [Our Friends], stuff. ALL of his stuff. His entire life is in those two bags.”

    Dude got a job with Uptown and ended up going from busing tables to managing the place. Plus he does a bunch of other stuff in B-Town that I won’t get into, but he’s a rock in the community. Got married, bought a house and has a kid. The Uptown played a huge role in making that all happen for him.

    Point being, that is what makes Bloomington and Indiana University unique to me. A place with a brain and a heart. When both are in harmony, the human experience is a joy to behold.

  20. Tsao-

    The world of soccer was just never part of my childhood experiences…I formed my loves early and they involved most of my hours in the backyard playing football or on the driveway shooting hoops. I was more than fulfilled with dreams of somehow being as elusive as Gayle Sayers on the gridiron or as effortlessly fluid as Dr. J. on the hardwood…After returning punts from my buddy down the street for touchdowns to the bordering bushes of the yard…or perfecting a Bob Love baseline jumper from the corner near the garage door wall, it was time to head up to a screened-in attic porch to watch an afternoon Cubs game broadcast by the most humble, sweet-sounding, and lifelong devoted lover of the Northsiders; the one, and only, Jack Brickhouse. HEY! HEY! was my inspiration …though, unlike most my friends, I did know of the man name Pelé. I had unrealistic goals…I dreamed to be the next Broadway Joe or Pistol Pete. That’s where I could be a star.

    I was also a big fan of heavyweight boxing…Loved to watch those classic matches between Ali and Foreman…and Frazier…and Ken Norton.

    I believe your claiming of sophistication because it’s a part of your ancestry and childhood experiences/memories is more indicative of your own need of such perceptions(which does not surprise me at all). Different kicks for different hicks, I guess. All things have their day…But I’m certain beyond any doubt that soccer will never have its day(in terms of interested viewership and the sports idols youngsters desire to emulate)in America. Interest in sports, in general, is fading. Have you seen the empty seats at many MLB games? It’s only the baby boomers that keeps the beast alive….and keeps places like Wrigley full. It will all soon lose out to Facebook and the Zuckerberg generation that are engrossed with “self.” They have no idols to dream other than the one they take the quick iPhone snapshot and place on a social media site.

    Butts don’t find backyards and driveways much anymore…French Lick garbage truck drivers now return to the latest X-Box game after the morning shift.

  21. Sorry that I often don’t address my posts to the person I’m responding to properly….The overly “defensive” remark was intended for Tom(the Skedaddle Seaschlock fan).

    He may have gotten some bad Pho somewhere outside of Cleveland…Food poisoning can mess with the head….Turn Mozart into a chopsticks player.

  22. And brace yourselves, sports fans…Harvard has another prediction. I predict the following:

    This will be the most comments you’ll ever read on a Scoop thread headlined by an IU soccer story. You’re welcome, IU Soccer.

  23. Harvard- Don’t understand half of your post, but that’s ok. Like heavyweights? Remember a guy named Oscar Bonavena…fought for the H championship, lost, went to work at a whorehouse near Reno owned by his ‘lady’, the madam…and got shot and died, supposedly the gun just went off…never understood the whole tawdry story… when the police asked her, she just said, “he had a great right hand…”

  24. YESSSSSSS….Harvard prediction…Indiana 42- Maryland 27…..YESSSSSSS!!!!! GO HOOSIERS!!! harvey!!! haRvey!!!…

  25. Oscar Bonavena is not a name I recall….Sounds like he was quite the colorful character and a pretty gritty fighter. His only finding of the canvas was against Ali….Any fighter that could go the distance with Frazier had to be one tough hombre.

    It’s possible that I started getting a little more involved in watching just outside his major career frame….I do remember Randall “Tex” Cobb. Are you familiar with the films “Pet Detective” or “Uncommon Valor?” He went split decision against Jim Carrey and won on a technical KO against Patrick Swayze.

    Be careful with that IU vs. Maryland prediction…It came fast an I’m not sure if was the proper channels.

  26. Messi is a soccer player for Barcelona and the Argentina national team…He’s been in the news recently for calling a player on an opposing team a son of a whore.

    Not showing great appreciation for the comment, the player for Malaga accused of being a son of a whore proceeded to grab Messi by the face and send him down to the turf with what appeared to be Benny Hinn powers

    This is why I love soccer…The fans get in more serious fights than the cute drama from those macho boys wearing the high stockings.

  27. HC- that was the Harvard version.

    Leo Messi, arguably the best player in the world (and ‘ever’ to some) from Argentina and a member of the national team, makes over 20 million Euros a year for Barcelona, the club considered the best in the world. Well liked because through it all he keeps a pretty humble composure. It was merely a wish your grandson get enjoyment and success from soccer; and that he stay healthy. (I have four of those under 7, so Lord knows I enjoy their ‘athletic careers’, even when they chase a butterfly in the middle of a game.

    They do know two things: 1) Go Hoosiers 2) The color Crimson Red is the best color for any shirt.

  28. @Double Down:

    I left I bit over a year ago. It was the best restaurant job I ever had. Great owner and great staff. And I know exactly the person of whom you speak from Zimbabwe, by the way…say no more. One of the world’s true gentlemen, and huge in the community. Smart as hell, too.

    Were/are you a customer at Uptown? I probably served you many times, if that’s the case. Were you a “sit in the bar” kinda guy or a restaurant side person?

    @Tsao: Barcelona considered the best in the world? Not quite, anymore. Who won Champions League last year, and who owns 10 Champions League titles? Barcelona, to me, is the Brazil of the Spanish league…of course I haven’t checked La Liga standings this year, but I distinctly recall several CL losses in recent Barca history, and I remember cheering all of them… Respect to Messi, though.

  29. Seahawk…!!…Barcelona (and, yes RealM) like saying Yankees in baseball or Indiana in bkb…just shorthand ‘for setting the curve’. You can even use ‘Brazil’ even though they got ‘pantsed’ 1-7 in front of their own crowd in the very tournament they had created to crown themselves champions and then had to go through the shaming of watching the one team that has always owned them, Argentina, get to the final against the other country in the world that matters when it comes to soccer, Germany.

    (And don’t come back with the England, England, yak-yak England.,..the Brits haven’t done anything in soccer since Winston Churchill stopped ‘visiting’ [I was going to use ‘doing’ but thought I’d be delicate] Margaret Thatcher).

  30. I love the fact that the “GAS” sign is fully displayed at the opening scene…

    I did stumble upon this one. Let’s just imagine it’s all the Scoop crowd somehow meshed and circulated back through time in alternating leaps of various years in various rewind. We come together to celebrate and unite with all our Uptown might. Take care.

    Glad to see Husky has made another friend….and a doubly smart one too!

  31. Uptown is a cherished town institution that’s been there for over 30 years. Started where Rocket’s Pizza once was, and moved to it’s current location after a fire in the 70′s. Unpretentious and down home, actually, by a long shot (although the new bar gave it a more swingin’ vibe). I worked there for 8 years

    Just curious, Tom….In those 8 years or more in Bloomington, did you ever go watch an IU soccer match?

    What I also find interesting is how the thread began talking IU soccer and concluded with talking about a guy named Messi that plays for Barcelona. Did Messi play for IU?
    Does any prominent soccer player on the world stage have any roots from Indiana or IU soccer? The way I understand it, our college level of soccer play as compared to the “Messi” on the world stage is something akin to comparing where Brett Finkelmeier would need to take his game to be LeBron James.

    And though soccer may be catching fire amongst all the the adorable little tykes grandpas get to grandsit(according to the expert that believes Scoop should fulfill their obligation in covering more IU soccer…so we can eventually get to Messi…or whatever team Seahawk thinks is the next dominant force on the world/professional stage), it is light years away to sparking any interest via producing top players/role models/visual symbols of dominant American players repeatedly talked about on the 60″ flat screens in front of the little “grandkids” eyes soiling their cute little shorts while grandpa is glued to American NFL football rolling on…and on…and on.

    And if Price didn’t have to cover soccer as part of his job, I’d be willing to bet(much like Mr. Seahawk in Ottawa over the course of 8 years in Bloomington) he’d have absolutely zero interest in ever attending an IU soccer match.

    Take a good and hard look at the two most popular sports in America….Take a serious and honest look at the NFL and the NBA..Think about the lure sold to the tiny percentage that can ever get close to getting out of the hard streets. Invest some time thinking about how sports its packaged to kids living in our inner cities. Please conclude that there going to go grab a soccer ball.

    Don’t get me wrong…I’d love to see 20 young inner city Chicago kids kicking a soccer ball around as I exit Stony Island Ave heading up toward Lake Shore Dr….

    I pass a couple cement paved areas enclosed with cyclone fencing…There’s these poles with backboard thingamajigs and hoops attached…Attached to the hoops are these chain nets…I think about stopping and asking if I can play…I’m from Chesterton…I’ve got some game. Maybe not this time…Or maybe next time I’ll bring my round black and white ball and ask if they want to venture over to that beautiful green little parkway close by and kick it around…It’s a workday and these courts are overflowing..I’m sure of those young men waiting to get into the game with chain nets will get tired of waiting and prefer to kick my round ball. No better time than to introduce a new friend to my favorite game that’s catching fire with the grandkids. What will be my opening icebreaker? Hey! Hi everyone…Why don’t you guys put those brownish-orange balls down and lets head over to Rosenblum Park and we’ll “step on it, like Messi!”…..?

  32. Tom,

    Man, that’s fantastic. Our mutual friend is quite the class act.

    We probably have met, or at least interacted, before. My current business was funded after a couple of those killer omelets for breakfast there. I would normally dine in the restaurant side with friends of mine that either still live there or we all met from out of town. Uptown and Nick’s are always on my must lists everytime I’m in town. It has been a couple years though.

    Small world!

  33. I went to a lot of soccer games when I was in school. We won 2 national championships and lost one on a fluke that would have completed an undefeated season in ’97.

    I enjoyed really them. I probably wouldn’t have gone to as many if we weren’t good though. But we were the best.

    Jerry Yeagley is a legend. His accomplishments at IU are unmatched. He’s lapped Knight’s banners and, today he still cares about the Cream and Crimson. Knight shows up to rally Ohio State fans now.

    Harv likes to poop on everything not IU basketball. But you’re only allowed to poop on the coach. And the showboaters. And players who love Jesus.

    I’m throwing the scatological flag on Harv.

  34. Never went to an IU soccer game. There was always that match against the Mexican U-21 team that all the Uptown guys would go watch every year (including the dishwashers- to cheer on El Tri). I was tempted to go. But I’m not one of those purist type people who enjoys small-scale sports. I want to watch the best in action; I want to hear the roar of a huge crowd; I want to drink a cold beer as I watch world-class athletes. Others can go watch girls JV basketball for the love of the game, or the Indianapolis Indians, or IU soccer (or MLS for that matter). I’d rather save my live viewing experiences for those rare occasions when you have the opportunity and the money to witness something big.

    That being said, as I get older I have less and less tolerance for crowds. More and more I feel like the best place to watch a game is either my couch, or a local watering hole which doesn’t require me to get in my car and battle traffic, crowds, and concession stand lines.

    Double: small world indeed!

  35. I went to watch the Indiana State High School swim championships many years back…It was probably the most fun I’ve had at a sporting event in years(not to mention that four fabulous swimmers with incredible heart from my tiny high school from Chesterton kicked the asses of Carmel H.S. in the 4 x 100 women’s free relay.

    I’m with ya…about wanting to see the best…But sometimes when you go to less popular sports at the amateur or h.s. level, you witness something that makes you closer to what it should be all about.

    I’ve probably told you this story before…Another one of my favorite times attending a sporting event involved a swim meet. My daughter had a very close friend in middle school..They were both on a swim club. Her friend was growing up in rather tough circumstances…She had a father that was not very present and a high school-aged brother that, I believe, was involved with distributing illegal substances…Anyway, the mother of my daughter’s friend was doing her best to keep the household together and worked long hours…My wife and I rarely saw the mom at any of swim events…i think she was just too busy. When I did see her at a meet, she just looked exhausted and depressed.
    At one swim meet race(not one my daughter was racing in)I was fighting back tears….My daughter’s friend was not the strongest swimmer on the team…She didn’t have great stamina and not the smoothest of strokes, but she was a fierce competitor. She also was somewhat of a bodyguard for my daughter..She was the sorta girl that was never going to be intimidated…Even the kids with the tougher backgrounds would have no desire to test her. Yet, this young girl was always super sweet with our daughter…They had a bond and meshed..Completely different on so many levels, but still the best of friends..

    Back to the swim meet…For some reason, the coach placed my daughter’s friend in a 400 meter individual freestyle race. I knew she have problems. As she turned the the wall with only two lengths of the pool to go, she was red as a lobster…I thought she was going to die in the pool. She was in next to last place. The girl in last was gaining ground and I thought for certain that she was going to easily pass her on the last length. Suddenly, I hear this screaming coming from the sparse crowd from about 100 feet from my seat…It was the mom. She was standing and just belting her lungs out for that girl. And for my daughter’s friend, last place was not going to be acceptable…When she turned on her last wall, she caught the other swimmer closing on her fast..I honestly don’t know where she found the other gear…. Her mom screaming…I think she heard her. She couldn’t let her down. She was so proud when she touched the final wall. In her heart she had beaten all demons. She crawled out of that pool as proud as any athlete I’ve ever witnessed. And to watch her so lost in the moment was beyond beautiful….

    I’m never more proud of my own girl, but after that meet, I told my daughter that her friend has a fire in her blood that is something to be cherished. Where does it come from…? I can assure you, it can never be cloned, imitated, disguised in a duplicate tube of DNA, or bottled.

    Throughout the rest of my daughter’s years at that middle school, I always knew that she had the best bodyguard in the world.

  36. correction:

    For some reason, the coach placed my daughter’s friend in a 400 meter individual freestyle race. I knew she [would] have problems [finishing].

  37. Actually Harvard….you’be been living in bourgeoisie-land too long…

    What I also find interesting is how the thread began talking IU soccer and concluded with talking about a guy named Messi that plays for Barcelona. Did Messi play for IU?
    Does any prominent soccer player on the world stage have any roots from Indiana or IU soccer?

    Actually Harvard, the answer is yes. When the World Cup was played in Spain, one of the best strikers, Armando Betancourt of Honduras had signed his pro-contract (with Racing Strasbourg of France) immediately after graduating and playing four years at IU. During that world cup, in the Spain-Honduras game, Armando damned near relegated Spain to not making it to the next round, with a number of shots including one five minutes from the end that hit the post. Angelo DiBernardo and several others (more than held a dozen represented the US in the qualifying rounds). And, several represented the US in the Olympics.

    It’s OK for you to not know this. By your own telling you grew up isolated from the world in northern Indiana and that does explain your not knowing the history of international sports that involves many, many former Hoosier athletes. Did you know if you did a count of the greatest twenty names in international swimming and diving, near half of them would have a link to the Hoosiers? And, Indiana is land locked.

    That’s ok Harvard. No one had heard of decent writers in English from Chesterton, IN before you came to IU either.

  38. Don’t be a pompous a-hole. You’re a nothing no different than rest here pretending to be a something. Seriously, my friend…That’s going too far.

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