By Benjamin Massey · October 16th, 2014 · No comments

Just a note that I was one of many, many guests on the second part of From the Black Hole‘s Super Massive edition over on Red Nation Online. We recorded this while having too many beers… what, two months ago now, during the U-20 Women’s World Cup in Toronto. Get the podcast here; or catch up on Part One from early September.

This was recorded so long ago I’ve forgotten most of the answers I gave. But the one answer I do remember, Rob Notenboom cut! It was brilliant! And tasteless! Listening to the podcast without my witticism reminds me of the good old days recording Two Fat Bastards and the cry of distress in Brenton’s voice as he said “you can’t put that in, Ben!” Ah, memories.

That Lance Laing Contract Extension

By Benjamin Massey · October 15th, 2014 · No comments

Tony Lewis/Canadian Soccer Association

Tony Lewis/Canadian Soccer Association

You no doubt heard yesterday that FC Edmonton extended the contract of defender/midfielder Lance Laing, along with first-year forward Tomi Ameobi[1]. I won’t say much about Ameobi: when he was on trial this preseason I was dubious. He looked out of shape and I preferred domestic options[2]. Edmonton coach Colin Miller signed Ameobi in spite of my warnings and naturally he’s worked out fine, doing some tough work while Daryl Fordyce and Frank Jonke have been injured and fully earning a new deal. (Why are you still reading this website? I don’t know shit! Go read a book or something useful!)

It’s Laing I want to talk about today. He is the rare player who everybody loves. Casual fans have a speedy, hard-working left-footer with a bit of flash who takes set pieces well and scores goals: he stands out to even the most uninformed eye. The diehards adore him: his first year in Edmonton got him 2013 FC Edmonton Supporters Group MVP[3] and he’s a dead cinch to repeat in 2014. He has a decent league-wide reputation, NASL Best XI in 2011 with buzz for this year, plus a Player of the Week on August 25[4]. 26 years old, Laing is the perfect age to be a major building block for Miller, and his move up to left midfield is widely credited with reviving Edmonton’s playoff hopes. And, despite being a Jamaican who played in Fort Lauderdale before joining the Eddies, Laing is crazy enough to spend his winters in Edmonton. He ticks all the boxes and reaction to his extension has been universal pleasure.

I’m not convinced Laing isn’t a better left back than a left mid. Yes, I know that Laing played left back in the spring season, it wasn’t great, he moved forward in the middle of the fall, and the rest has been history. But the spring season was nine games: it was self-evident as soon as they announced that schedule that drawing conclusions from it would be a fool’s errand. Laing’s ball-striking skills show up very well in mid, but we miss his ability to jockey attackers off the ball and his composure, particularly when we compare him to his erratic LB stand-in Kareem Moses. Combining with Eddie Edward at right back, also a good player but a “throwback” with strength and a focus on defensive fundamentals, made a good combination. I’m not saying move Laing back now; the team’s playing the best soccer in its history and you don’t fuck with results. But longterm I personally see Laing on the back line. Anyhow, doesn’t matter if I’m wrong again. He can play.

With the quality Laing’s demonstrated over five NASL seasons, naturally a few observers are saying he deserves a chance at MLS. If you’re one of those people you might be surprised to see Laing committing his future to the NASL before the season has even ended, rather than chasing trials next spring.

MLS seldom pays for second division players. Toronto FC gave then-USL-1 Montreal a transfer fee for Greg Sutton eight and a half years ago[5]; that’s the only example I know of a Canadian team getting cash from MLS or a Canadian MLS team paying the second division. Even Carolina fetishist Martin Rennie signed Etienne Barbara, Floyd Franks, Jun Marques Davidson, Matt Watson, and Brad Knighton on free transfers, but paid a fee for ex-Railhawk and Danish league player Brad Rusin. Therefore, for all intents and purposes, Laing’s extension is an iron-clad commitment to the second division until either his contract expires or (unlikely!) the Eddies dispose of his services.

Fans are always surprised how many core second division players make more money than they would in MLS. Remember, MLS salaries may be generous for designated players and into six figures for proven core players, but a player moving up from a lower North American division will in all probability make less than $60,000. Barbara, fresh off a league-leading goalscoring campaign and courted by his former manager who wanted him badly, made $87,500 in his one season as an MLS player[6]. More typical, but still on the high end, was Knighton’s $55,000 that season. For something more in line with coaches picking on the open market rather than grabbing their favourite players, look at Jeff Attinella’s $46,500 at Real Salt Lake, Evan Bush’s $46,500 at the Montreal Impact, Kyle Porter’s $54,992.45 total compensation at DC United[7], and Jonny Steele’s $47,562.50 total compensation during his first year in 2012.

The Whitecaps had to pay for Barbara because he was being so well-compensated in the second division: he’d already declined an approach from the Montreal Impact[8]. More than one prominent Canadian, and even a few FC Edmonton players, have also made more in the second division than they would have in MLS, a couple making more than MLS Barbara. In 2010 it was all-but-official that USSF D2 Whitecaps outbid MLS for Jonny Steele. Mozzi Gyorio, then fresh out of the Tampa Bay Rowdies, declined a contract offer from Sporting Kansas City over money[9]. Minnesota United’s Miguel Ibarra, recently called up to the American senior team, has been all over the news, and on American Soccer Now Brooke Tunstall quoted a coach saying Ibarra is also making more in the NASL than he would in MLS[10]. Chat to some well-established NASL stars and you’ll hear the same thing.

Of course the average MLS player makes more than the average NASLer, but FC Edmonton, and any other NASL team, can outbid MLS for players the Eddies want to keep and MLS wants to try out. And under the circumstances the players might be wise to accept. If you go to MLS you might become Jonny Steele, putting in a quality season that proves your quality and earns you six figures. Or you might become Etienne Barbara, blowing out your knee and falling off the face of the Earth. The playing level isn’t enough of an improvement to prove anything. If your ambitions are in Europe then NASL is almost as good a choice as MLS; just ask Hanson Boakai, already drawing interest from across the Atlantic. Sure, if Lance Laing signed with an MLS team for $50,000 he might get a Jordan Harvey sort of career… or he might be benched behind some designated player or other flavour of the month as so many quality players have been (waves to Phil Davies and Bryce Alderson).

Laing’s taken a couple cracks at MLS rosters, trialling with Real Salt Lake and Columbus in 2012 and getting good reviews. RSL Soapbox actually said “it pains me a bit to not have Laing.”[11] But Laing’s MLS discovery rights were held by the Crew and Columbus, knowing no other MLS team could touch him, let him twist[12]. The Crew decided to chase the flashy import for their backup left back and wound up with Nemanja Vuković (whoops!). This is part of what I mean when I say quality isn’t, in MLS, always the deciding factor, and no doubt part of the reason Laing is willing to remain an Eddie.

Edmonton won’t be able to fend off interest from MLS for every cherished player. The Eddies wanted to keep Kyle Porter, but after turning down a low offer from MLS in 2011 Porter bit the bullet in 2013 and signed with DC United. This will happen again: Major League Soccer has appeal to an NASL player that goes beyond money. An NASL player in his early twenties might want to emulate Andre Hainault, who after a short career in the USL First Division parlayed four seasons with the Houston Dynamo into what is now a regular role in the 2. Bundesliga. Porter’s MLS career hasn’t been an unalloyed success, but if he washes out he’ll have time to rebuild. If you’re Lance Laing, past the developmental stage of your career and enjoying a comfortable role on an ambitious team, the upside of a move like that is a lot smaller.

Christ, I’d take Edmonton’s money too.

(notes and comments…)

Rapid Thoughts on Canada – Colombia Rather Than Watching the Oilers Lose Again

By Benjamin Massey · October 14th, 2014 · 2 comments

Tony Lewis/Canadian Soccer Association

Tony Lewis/Canadian Soccer Association

Canada lost to Colombia 1-0. Which, since I was tweeting things like “did you know Canada’s record loss is 8-0 to Mexico in 1993?” and “+1200 on a Canada win is a ripoff bet, don’t you do it”, is something I’m pretty happy with.

I mean, Pedro Pacheco and Julian de Guzman marking Hamessssssssss Rodriguez? Come on. That’s going to be a debacle. Instead, Pacheco spent a solid fifty minutes busting his ass and playing out of his Portuguese second division skin. Pacheco is a limited player, and he’s not really Canadian, and he’s the kind of guy I’d always be glad to leave at home, but credit where it’s due: he played very well in a tough position and he’s learned the Canadian national anthem, which I don’t think Marc Bircham ever did.

And de Guzman? Over the last twelve months he’s undergone the most stunning resurrection imaginable for a player in his thirties on Unattached FC. I swear to you, 2012 and 2013 de Guzman was awful. 2014 de Guzman has, for Canada, been consistently one of the best players on the pitch, returning the days of his glorious afro flow and, while in no danger of reaching his CONCACAF Best XI heights of 2007, has been well worth the starts. It’s strange. Eerie. It’s the first known cured case of TFC Wasting Disease.

Rodriguez still got plenty of looks, naturally: the gulf in quality was just too great. Canada was badly outchanced and the score flattered us. You must say Canada could have used Russell Teibert. The Colombian goal, where Canada was caught complacent by a quick free kick, is just the sort of play a shouting jumping-around pinballing-around-the-top-of-the-eighteen Teibert makes his defensive reputation on. And his passing wouldn’t have hurt a Canadian team that, one glorious Nakajima-Farran through ball aside, had nearly nothing going forward from midfield.

How different is the game if, instead of Ledgerwood and Pacheco, we started Atiba Hutchinson and Teibert? I’m not sure the score changes: Colombia had a load of chances, a goal unjustly called back for offside, forced a world-class save out of Milan Borjan on a free kick, and we couldn’t have complained had they won 2-0 or even 3-0. It would have, however, have opened up possibilities, and maybe kept the defense from tiring a little in the second half and allowing them to keep their heads in the game on that free kick.

To the TV audience, we were made to look worse by the broadcast, which happily replayed every moment of Colombian skill and wouldn’t show an interesting Canadian play if you paid them. With Gerry Dobson and Danny Dichio calling the game from a phone booth in Toronto, Sportsnet was presumably piggy-backing on the feed of a broadcaster aiming for the Colombian market. Better than nothing, of course…

Why dwell on the negative? The team was calm, poised, made relatively few key mistakes. David Edgar was excellent. Milan Borjan was excellent. Pacheco and Andre Hainault were very good. Tosaint Ricketts earned a penalty that went uncalled. Even Doneil Henry, while a net negative, was no embarrassment (but a disproportionate number of good Colombian attacks seemed to start on his flank).

Enormous credit for this admirable loss is going to Benito Floro. Let’s not start sucking each other’s dicks just yet: remember at the beginning of 2013 when Canada went down to the United States and drew them, 0-0, in a game they could have won? That team was coached by Colin Miller, whose name in Voyageurs circles is basically mud. Miller also got decent soccer in the Gold Cup against Mexico and Panama, as people who remember only scores may have forgotten.

I’ve convinced myself more and more each year that a good Canadian coach is one who players show up for, and the rest is almost details. Floro’s record getting players to commit to his team is mixed. So if he is the on-field coaching revelation we all hope he is, it won’t be shown by one-sided but respectable neutral site games to teams with inflated FIFA rankings. It’ll be in Gold Cups, World Cup qualifiers, and the development of the young players, like Cyle Larin, Jérémy Gagnon-Laparé, and Karl Ouimette, in whom he has taken an interest.

Hanson Boakai didn’t get on, which sucks. Larin, an amateur soccer player, did something with his single touch; might have been nice to see Boakai get five minutes to run at guys. (The Colombian defense allowed us too much space at times but we had no technical attackers to exploit it.) But I understand. Boakai is young and this was be his first camp of many. Manuel Aparicio made his first appearance for Canada today but has been at senior national team camps all year waiting for his shot. As Miller has discovered with Boakai at Edmonton, there’s nothing wrong with making a kid work for it.

One can never be quite happy with a loss. But one can always be proud of a massive underdog that busted its hump, kept its composure on and off the ball, and never looked intimidated before a hostile crowd against a team nobody gave them a chance against. Well done, players of Canada. Work like that and you’ll get Honduras next time.

Trinidadian Troubles in Texas

By Benjamin Massey · October 8th, 2014 · 1 comment

Apparently Trinidad and Tobago’s women’s soccer standards are slipping. At the beginning of July, Houston Dash boss Randy Waldrum accepted an unpaid, part-time, volunteer post as head coach of the Trinidad and Tobago women’s national soccer team[1]. This alone was a bad sign, but it got worse.

According to Waldrum’s Twitter, the Trinidad and Tobago Football Federation sent the team to Dallas for World Cup qualifying today with a total of $500. There was no budget for equipment, hotels, transport, not even food. He’s probably lucky that their air fare wasn’t collect. The Trinidadians, in short, have been thrown into a foreign country and told to fend for themselves.

Waldrum is canvassing Twitter looking for help and donations to keep the Trinidad and Tobago women’s national soccer team from starving to death in Texas. I learned of this from Gregor Young, who rightly calls it a “disgrace”; if anything that’s not strong enough. I’ve never heard of anything like it, and in CONCACAF you hear about quite a bit.

Trinidad and Tobago starts World Cup qualifying against the United States on October 15; Waldrum is setting a new definition for “above and beyond the call of duty” today as the coach tries to improvise arrangements that will let the Soca Princesses live, train, and compete over the next two weeks. In a group with Guatemala and Haiti the Trinidadians would have had a good chance of picking up some points; now it’s an open question whether they’ll be able to play.

The thing is, these aren’t the dregs of CONCACAF. Trinidad and Tobago has a decent third-tier women’s program these days. They just won the first ever Caribbean women’s championship in August[3]. T&T was never going to qualify for Canada 2015 but were heading the right way, thanks in no small part to former head coach Even Pellerud, head coach from 2010 to 2012. Pellerud will be remembered as a former coach of the Canadian women and the current coach of Norway; he’s not the sort of man who comes cheap. At that time, though, Trinidad and Tobago was apparently willing to spend ambitiously.

Now, possibly thanks to the downfall of Jack Warner, their women can’t even afford World Cup qualification, and a senior national team is dumped on their volunteer coach to sort out everything himself; the sort of stunt that would be flagrantly unacceptable for a U-10 boys team. With Canada not participating in qualifiers I know who to cheer for, and I bet I’m not alone. Good luck to Randy Waldrum and the much-put-upon Trindiadian women. They’ve been shafted as badly as anyone in this game can be; hopefully these women show how they deserve the respect their federation denies them.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in CONCACAF, players file lawsuits claiming artificial turf is sexist.

(notes and comments…)

The Bloodiest Colombian Massacre Not Related to Cocaine Smuggling

By Benjamin Massey · October 7th, 2014 · 3 comments

You’ve probably heard that Colombia named its roster for the friendly against Canada on October 14. It goes something like this:

GK David Ospina (Arsenal)
GK Camilo Vargas (Santa Fe)
GK Jose Fernando Cuadrado (Once Caldas)
DF Camilo Zuniga (Napoli)
DF Pablo Armero (AC Milan)
DF Cristian Zapata (AC Milan)
DF Santiago Arias (PSV)
DF Eder Alvarez Balanta (River Plate)
DF Pedro Franco (Besiktas)
DF Jeison Murillo (Granada)
MF James Rodriguez (Real Madrid)
MF Abel Aguilar (Toulouse)
MF Carlos Sanchez (Aston Villa)
MF Fredy Guarin (Inter)
MF Juan Fernando Quintero (Porto)
MF Alexander Mejia (Atletico Nacional)
MF Carlos Carbonero (Cesena)
MF Juan Guillermo Cuadrado (Fiorentina)
MF Edwin Cardona (Atletico Nacional)
MF Yimmi Chara (Deportes Tolima)
FW Carlos Bacca (Sevilla)
FW Radamel Falcao (Manchester United)
FW Teofilo Gutierrez (River Plate)
FW Jackson Martinez (Porto)
FW Adrian Ramos (Borussia Dortmund)

Meanwhile, Canada has called up a typical Canadian lot. Except without Atiba Hutchinson, Will Johnson, Simeon Jackson, or Russell Teibert; four of our six best players. We have also now lost Kyle Bekker (well, I say “lost”), who’s elected to stay with his playoff-bound MLS team; he’s replaced by young centreback Daniel Staneso. I like Stanese very much but he isn’t yet the man to mark out Falcao.

Our last matchup this one-sided was May 24, 2010, when Canada visited then-World-Cup-semifinalists Argentina and got waxed, 5-0. I still haven’t watched that game: I was on an airplane at the time and have never seen a recording. Probably any PVR that caught all 90 minutes killed itself. But I am told that, even beyond what the score suggests, it was one of the all-time slaughters. That Canada squad included Johnson, Jackson, Josh Simpson, a still-hale Daniel Imhof and Mike Klukowski, and a still-useful Paul Stalteri. Any of those players would walk onto next week’s Canada squad. (It also included Stephen Ademolu; you can’t win ‘em all.)

Canada’s current roster has seven teenagers (Luca Gasparotto, Jérémy Gagnon-Laparé, Manny Aparicio, Dylan Carreiro, Hanson Boakai, Cyle Larin, Jordan Hamilton), two proud members of Unattached FC (Adam Straith and Julian de Guzman), a literal amateur soccer player (Larin), and more guys who have never played a game in a major professional league than I care to list. Don’t delude yourselves, boys and girls. We are going to get ripped in half like an extra in a monster movie.

So why bother playing this inevitable debacle of a friendly? The theory is that, by exposing our players to the best in the world, we better prepare them for the second-best. The environment in New Jersey is certain to be hostile, with Colombian fans coming from across the United States. The opposition is likely overwhelming. Under this sort of pressure Canada’s fallen apart in past money games, letting the occasion get the better of them; the only way to prepare is to be used to something bigger. After you’ve faced down Ham-esssss Rodriguez for 90 minutes and his boot’s been so far up your ass you can feel the spikes in your throat, Honduras should hold no terrors.

But it sure didn’t work last time. Adam Straith, Andre Hainault, and Nik Ledgerwood are the only survivors from the 2010 Argentina game; Johnson and Simpson would be around if healthy. Some of those veterans from Argentina were among those who pissed their pants so monumentally at San Pedro Sula in 2012, and it wasn’t like we achieved any glorious results leading up to that nightmare. Clearly, that massacre did no good for our self-esteem or our prep. The closest thing to a “legacy” from our internationally-televised wet willie was the following friendly, when a much weaker Canadian squad came back to draw Venezuela 1-1 in what will always be called the Gavin McCallum Game.

But that massacre was also a sending-off treat for our veteran players. Old men to appear in that match included Dwayne De Rosario (who begged off the Gold Cup that year because of MLS commitments but was happy to ignore his club for a glamour friendly), Klukowski, Stalteri, Imhof, Rob Friend, Richard Hastings, Pat fucking Onstad – it wasn’t development, it was a nod at the past. Half those guys were already washed up by 2012. Only Straith and Jackson were in any sense “prospects” (Jackson because of his surprisingly late career surge).

This time, only four of our players are over 30 years old and we’re nearly dead certain to see at least a couple teenagers. The bulk of this roster will certainly have a role through the next World Cup qualifying cycle and quite a few will survive to the cycle after that. A lot of the players who learned their lesson in Argentina didn’t last long enough to make any difference; this time a lot of players will. I’m looking forward to the game, to a surprising extent: oh yeah, I know the result in advance, but I saw Hanson Boakai make his NASL debut, I watched Daniel Stanese obliterate Santa Cruz forwards on a snowy day at Simon Fraser University, and now these guys are taking on one of FIFA’s greatest Murderers Rows. That’s pretty cool. I’m sure the players are pretty damned stoked too: when you’re an up-and-comer these are the games you dream of. That’s worth something.

Pensées on Pain

By Benjamin Massey · October 5th, 2014 · 4 comments

Procrastinating this afternoon I found myself wondering, which of the two famous Canadian national soccer defeats in the past couple years was the most devastating? (This is what Voyageurs do for fun.)

In this corner, the Canadian women’s national team losing 4-3 in extra time to the United States on August 6, 2012; the semifinal of the London Olympic Games. The loss was unjust: Canada would have won but for an overwhelmed referee intimidated by soccer’s most notorious bully. The Canadians, who hadn’t beaten the United States during the career of most of those players, were tremendous underdogs giving the fight of their lives, but such an extreme level of intensity could barely last even ninety minutes. In extra time Canada lacked the strength to resist, and the American win seemed inevitable.

And in the other corner, the Canadian men’s national team losing 8-1 in Honduras in a World Cup qualifier on October 16, 2012. There’s nothing to say about that match not implied by the scoreline: Canada started losing early and didn’t stop. We went into the match looking for only a draw, but had we gotten it the prize was another stage of World Cup qualifying. By Canadian men’s standards, this was a serious money game, the biggest in eight years. On the world stage it was a footnote.

I still call the Olympic defeat “That Game”; I cannot imagine any sporting event ever tearing my heart out and showing it to me in the same way. Yet it ended well. Erin McLeod and Diana Matheson won us the bronze medal a few days later. The conquering heroines were welcomed back rapturously across the country. When some players were guests at a Whitecaps game BC Place went nuts. Just the other day McLeod waxed nostalgic about the banners Vancouver Voyageurs did for them. Hard-hearted people grew pretty sentimental in those days.

For the men, there was oblivion. We few diehards may have had our guts hollowed out, but most of our optimism had been scraped away years ago, replaced with the nihilistic near-euphoria of those who expect the worst and are never disappointed. We said “bloody typical” and ordered another pint to chase the pain. (I except that elite handful who actually went to San Pedro Sula and survived, but even they got the consolation of an all-time great story.) Now, approaching the two-year anniversary, it’s almost an inside joke rather than a raw nerve.

However… and I’m ducking down while writing this… a men’s game is worth a lot more to a lot of people than any women’s game can ever be. Partially because of sexism, yeah; also because the men’s game is played at a higher level, on a much higher-profile stage, and because Canada’s so terrible at it. The Canadian women, while unlikely to win World Cups, are good for an impressive result every now and then; the Canadian men have had nothing to smile about at the senior level for fourteen years, and each taste of hope for them is like an oasis in the Sahara.

Then again, the women played a real rival. Oh yeah, fuck Honduras, in soccer terms we hate them, but our country doesn’t owe its raison d’être to opposing the Honduran way of life. You can’t automatically win votes in Canada’s major cities by accusing your opponent of “Honduran-style” politics. The most accurate description of modern Canadian cultural values is not “we say we’re not Honduran.” Really, Canada only has and has ever had one rival, and in the Olympics that rival beat us by being bigger, stronger, and morally despicable: you couldn’t have drawn up that game to fit the stereotype any better.

When Canada lost to Honduras it was with barely a figleaf of dignity: Iain Hume’s fine goal and otherwise a great middle finger in the face of every Canadian supporter. When Canada lost to the Americans it was called one of the greatest games in a generation even by neutral pundits, and Christine Sinclair gave the best performance in one of the sport’s most legendary careers on the biggest stage. Isn’t that worse, in a way: to earn immortality, and to see a game you can tell your grandkids about, all wasted because of an inexperienced referee who couldn’t stand up for herself?

I came up with an answer for myself, and you can probably guess what it is. But with a few years distance, and big games coming next year for both genders, it’s curious to compare the different forms our agony can take.

Meditations on Hanson Boakai

By Benjamin Massey · October 3rd, 2014 · 1 comment

Tony Lewis/FC Edmonton

Tony Lewis/FC Edmonton

I’ll give it to you straight, Hanson Boakai is not the first member of FC Edmonton I’d call up to Canada’s senior men’s national team. (That would be Eddie Edward, followed by John Smits). But if you’re reading this from outside NASL fandom he’s probably the first one you’d call up. He has a high profile. FC Edmonton played two nationally televised games this year, against the Montreal Impact, and Boakai whooped an MLS defense stupid in both of them. He was already well-known as an exciting factor on the Canadian U-17 team and as the youngest player in NASL history. Compared to that, getting an actual right back other than Nik Ledgerwood into camp for once just doesn’t signify.

While we’re being frank: Boakai is an NASL bench player. A regular off the bench, lately, but still. You know how mediocre Kyle Bekker is despite Benito Floro’s throbbing mancrush? Right now Hanson Boakai and Kyle Bekker are at about the same stage of their careers. (This is a compliment to Boakai, who is more skilled and much younger, but it’s still important perspective.) We all have a tendency to overrate a young prospect, especially one not many of you watch much. I was one of those at last year’s Gold Cup chanting “cap-tie Aleman!”; he’s now getting zero minutes in the Costa Rican league. Youth and flash doesn’t always add up to much in the short term.

Now, none of this means I’m not thrilled to see Boakai called up. Frankly it’s a pleasant surprise to see Benito Floro having the stones to go to the NASL at all. And even if Boakai isn’t ready to take on top-five teams in the world yet, as he will be asked to against Colombia, he’s a young man and there’s a lot to be said for getting him marquee experience sooner rather than later. Bringing Boakai up is the right call, even if he can’t hack it quite yet.

Over the past few months Colin Miller has gradually extended Boakai more trust. First he’d come into games that had already been decided one way or another, then he’d come into games when the Eddies needed a spark and a goal, and lately he’s even come into games which Edmonton was leading, wearing out the opposition by running at them and threatening on the break. He’s virtually an automatic substitute these days, the twelfth man of the first eleven. There are still turnovers, as there always will be from young players who make their money off the dribble, but mistakes have come down and the work rate’s gone up. Just last weekend I saw Boakai struggle through fouls that would once have left him sitting on the grass in disgust. I’ve been known to criticize Colin Miller, but to my eye he’s making a positive difference here.

When Boakai comes on he clearly belongs, and if he’s not always making a decisive impact you definitely notice when he’s on the ball. Many Edmonton fans call for him to start; I sort of admire Miller trying to work him into the team, though, especially since so much of what makes Boakai fun to watch is running full-tilt at every defender he sees rather than pacing himself for ninety minutes.

Looking at some of the other midfielders on this Canada roster I think Boakai has a decent chance of getting his first cap if he busts ass in training and makes Floro happy. Guys like Dylan Carreiro, Manuel Aparicio, there’s no reason Boakai can’t get ahead of them. I’d take Boakai over Kyle Bekker right now and grin. Who’s the veteran wide midfielder off the bench, Issey Nakajima-Farran? Yeah, I’ll say Boakai can hustle his way into that eighteen. And when it happens the fans will be excited, leaning forward in their chairs, and he’ll probably look overwhelmed because a guy who trains against Kareem Moses and Chris de Guise is now facing one of the best international defenses on the face of the Earth. But that doesn’t mean it won’t be a great moment for FC Edmonton and for Canada.

You know what I’d really like to see? Russell Teibert playing an attacking mid and working things with Boakai. Boakai does the running, tries to beat guys, Teibert controls the ball, works the passing lanes, tries to spring Boakai and give him room to play. Except, oh, wait, Teibert is still nowhere near any of Floro’s national team caps. Maybe the Whitecaps asked the CSA to leave him in Vancouver for their playoff push. I hope that’s it. (That’s right, I’m hoping that the Whitecaps are pulling a “Whitecaps hate Canada”, because I don’t want yet another situation where Canadian coaches ditch talented players who work well elsewhere because of personal disagreements.)

110 Years Later, the End of Victoria United

By Benjamin Massey · October 1st, 2014 · 1 comment

victoria_unitedSo farewell then, Victoria United. On Tuesday, maybe the most storied club in the Pacific Coast Soccer League history announced its end when the non-profit Victoria United Soccer Association decided to shut down[1], bringing an end to the oldest name in Canadian soccer.

The arrival of the USL PDL Victoria Highlanders in 2009 ate into United’s market. The two clubs had a good relationship that included annual Charity Shield matches. In their final press release, the Victoria United bosses called the Highlanders “outstanding and classy.” But there are only so many fans willing to pay for high amateur or semi-professional soccer, and only so many stadium hours available in the city.

How many times have you seen Victoria United’s name on this website, for one? Meanwhile I write about the Highlanders more than is probably healthy. PCSL, particularly in most of its recent years as a British Columbia-only competition, lacks the allure of USL PDL, and while Victoria United had a devoted crowd they were a conservative lot, not given to supporters culture or high-flying ambition. The city council’s addiction to baseball didn’t help; new baseball teams plus the Highlanders moving downtown for 2012 combined to drive Victoria United out of their traditional home, Royal Athletic Park, and onto an out-of-the-way municipal field.

Yet for six seasons the people of Victoria made it work. Both the Highlanders and United had their own unique personalities, their own fanbases, their own history and traditions. There is a wound in Victoria soccer today, and it can be seen across the country. The history of Victoria United is older than the Canadian Soccer Association itself.

This incarnation of Victoria United dated from 1993, winning six Pacific Coast Soccer League titles and seven Challenge Cups. However, the club’s story begins in 1904, when the Victoria Wanderers and Victoria Capitals merged to form one of North America’s few true “United” soccer clubs. The two sides retained separate identities for several years in local competitions, Wanderers winning the Victoria City League as late as 1907[2], but it was the United name that lasted.

That team won its first silverware that season with the 1904-05 Garrison Cup, for decades a major prize in Vancouver Island soccer. Victoria United was a charter member of the first Pacific Coast Soccer League beginning play in 1908, then an overarching competition combining many of the strongest members of British Columbia’s thriving regional leagues. The league collapsed in 1910 but Victoria endured the tumult of the First World War and survived to help found the second PCSL in 1925[3].

Victoria United FC

Victoria United FC

It wasn’t until 1935-36 and the third incarnation of the league that Victoria, looking much like this 1934 photo, won their first PCSL title. The Depression and another world war ended that PCSL too but again, despite that navy town losing their sons to conflict, Victoria United remained. While soldiers on the West Coast were preparing for Hong Kong United was winning their first Sir John Jackson Cup, a competition very nearly as old as Victoria United itself, in 1941.

Both before and during the war Victoria paid host to a number of touring teams from the United Kingdom. The local competition was mostly area selects rather than a representative club but the opposition could be illustrious including, in 1950, an English touring club featuring Stanley Matthews and Charlton Athletic’s Charlie Vaughan; the tourists won 3-2[4]. The next year, a Victoria all-star team featuring three United starters made history by defeating First Division Fulham 1-0, the first ever victory by a Canadian team over English professionals[5].

Victoria United won its second PCSL title that year, taking three more in 1966-67, 1967-68, and 1971-72. But the PCSL was suffering in the developing era of live TV, no thanks to competition from the old NASL and the demolition of their spiritual home at Callister Park[6]. In 1973 the PCSL underwent another fitful transformation, eventually leading to the formation of the Vancouver Metro Soccer League, and this time Victoria United could not keep up. It says something about those days that I cannot even find the date of the original Victoria United’s dissolution online: it was certainly before the first “proper” VMSL season in 1982-83.

In the interregnum Victoria finally got professional soccer with the Canadian Soccer League’s Victoria Vistas, playing two seasons at Royal Athletic Park in 1989 and 1990. The end of the Vistas and the fall of the CSL did not take away the appetite for high level in Victoria, however, and renovations to Victoria’s sports infrastructure for the 1994 Commonwealth Games didn’t hurt. United returned in 1994 under the stewardship of the non-profit Victoria United Soccer Association, again playing out of Royal Athletic Park. The new United took the Challenge Cup in their first year back, and in 1995 the Pacific Coast Soccer League championship.

Several Victoria United players became well-known, but the renewed club had some outstanding regulars. Ex-Victoria Vista David Ravenhill, father of future Highlanders Adam and Andrew, spent several years winding down his career on the team, the last as a playing assistant coach. The Williams brothers, Steve and Mike, were one of several successful fraternities, Steve among the PCSL scoring leaders more than once; it probably didn’t hurt that Victoria’s coach for a time was their father Rob. Ben Hooker went from Victoria midfielder in 1998 to head coach in 2007. Dean Anderson, a Gorge FC stalwart for many years, was the last player from Victoria United’s inaugural 1994 season still with the club when he retired in 2009. Kevin Mennie spent 14 years on the Victoria backline and eventually became a club director.

From 2005 to 2007 three different United players won the PCSL scoring title: Steve Scott, Kellen Holden, and Patrick Gawrys. Gawrys became better known as a Victoria Highlander, a cult favourite with nine goals over two USL PDL seasons, while Scott was United’s last senior head coach in the 2014 season.

2004 was Victoria’s finest season. United celebrated its centennial by becoming the first men’s PCSL club to win the Triple Crown: a league championship, the Challenge Cup, and the John F. Kennedy Memorial Cup as Pacific Northwest champion. The team was led by head coach Dante Zanatta (father of the Whitecaps Residency’s Dario) and captained by Nando Dunic, while Steve Williams led the team charts with ten goals. That was also the season where Josh Simpson, probably the greatest of the New Victorians, got his big break: having led United in scoring in 2002, Simpson impressed for a Canadian “B” team in west coast friendlies and was scooped up by Millwall, kicking off his successful professional career.

For a low-level team Victoria was nothing like minor. Canadian Soccer Hall of Famer Brian Robinson played for Victoria United in the 1960s[7], making fifteen caps and scoring one memorable goal in a World Cup qualifier at Estadio Azteca[8]. Another Hall of Famer, David Stothard, was the right back for Canada’s first ever attempt to qualify for the FIFA World Cup in 1957 before playing with Victoria United in the late 1960s[9]. Nine-time international Ike MacKay was a Victoria United player as a youth, and while with Victoria won the Football Association Trophy on the BC U-23 team in 1966[10]. National legend Buzz Parsons never played for Victoria United, but did coach them for 1996 and most of 1997.

More recently Canadian senior national team regulars Josh Simpson and Adam Straith (whose brother Manny also played through 2013), as well as one-time senior international Simon Thomas came through the team. Forward Nick Gilbert, who made twelve caps for Canada[11], captained Victoria United after his international days. Nick Stankov, a goalkeeper with the Edmonton Aviators, turned out for United in 2006. Apart from Straith and Thomas other Victoria United alumni, including Geordie Lyall and the Craveiro brothers Chris and Nico, played for the USL-era Vancouver Whitecaps. United youth teams have sent several players to the Whitecaps Residency including goalkeeper Sean Melvin, defender Hamish Walde, and forward Dario Zanatta. Plus one coach: Residency goalkeeper guru Raegyn Hall was with Victoria United from 2004 to 2006.

On the local scene, Victoria Highlanders fans won’t need to be reminded of players like Tyler and Jordie Hughes, Patrick Gawrys, Elliott Mitrou, and Wesley Barrett among others, nor current general manager Mark deFrias, who worked for Victoria United in the 2000s. UVic Vikes Hall of Famer Wally Milligan, who played with the 1951-52 PCSL championship United and helped beat Fulham in that famous upset, was the first coach of the University of Victoria’s soccer program; a scholarship is still awarded there in his honour[12]. And then there’s the most famous alumnus of Victoria United, Steve Nash, who played one game for his hometown PCSL club against Seattle in 2001 and recorded an assist[13].

Goodbye, Victoria United. You will be missed more than you know.

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Son of Forward Perspective!

By Benjamin Massey · September 23rd, 2014 · 3 comments

Bob Frid/Canadian Soccer Association

Bob Frid/Canadian Soccer Association

Last year, when I wrote about the Whitecaps a bit more often, people were prematurely jazzed about the Whitecaps’ forward corps. Seeing signs of human happiness around me, I chugged a bottle of Haterade then sounded the horn of perspective. Sure, Camilo was the real deal, I said, but Kenny Miller probably isn’t. (The very next day, Martin Rennie signed Miller to a contract extension. Max lulz were had.) I also had a word or two in defense of Darren Mattocks[1]. My statistical predictions were largely overtaken by events, with Camilo fucking off to Mexico and Miller heading back to the United Kingdom.

Now, I haven’t watched 400 minutes of Whitecaps soccer this year so I’m not the most qualified son-of-a-bitch to repeat that exercise. But clearly nobody else is going to do it. When not excreting clickbait bullshit about women daring to be soccer fans while having breasts, our mainstream soccer writers have banged the “omg teh fukking witecaps forwards!!!!” drum like Keith Moon on speed. I even braved the Vancouver Southsiders Facebook page and forum to check the mood and came back with eye herpes. People, it is fair to say, are unhappy, crying things like “why didn’t we keep Camilo by offering him a bigger-money contract, like the one he walked out on?” and “why didn’t we sign Leo Messi?” and “how can I blame Vancouver conceding field goals every other week on Darren Mattocks?” and “I’m seven years old and can’t remember before mid-August, why have the Whitecaps never scored?”

So fuck it. How terrible are the three young forwards, Erik Hurtado, Kekuta Manneh, and Darren Mattocks, who are causing this drama factory to run overtime? I have no idea, I don’t watch the games, but here’s a table anyway. All statistics from

2013 2014
GP MIN G A PKG SD SoG SoG% S% SD/90 SoG/90 GP MIN G A PKG SD SoG SoG% S% SD/90 SoG/90
Hurtado, Erik 15 489 0 2 0 13 3 23.08% 0.00% 2.392 0.552 25 1493 5 2 0 42 17 40.47% 29.41% 2.532 1.024
Manneh, Kekuta 20 764 6 2 0 38 15 39.47% 40.00% 4.476 1.767 24 1009 3 1 0 47 18 38.30% 16.67% 4.192 1.606
Mattocks, Darren 20 911 3 1 0 45 14 31.11% 21.43% 4.446 1.383 26 1664 6 3 1 51 23 45.10% 26.09% 2.758 1.244

We have three players who saw fewer than 1,000 minutes last season. Short sample sizes suck. But at a glance two guys are trending as expected.

Erik Hurtado is still sort of crummy. Nothing like a hot streak to make a coach think you might be the real deal, but luckily he’s cooled off in time to not get a big raise. 1.0 SoG/90, a forward who’s doing that might be tolerable as a depth guy, but why bother when there are so many underappreciated NASL and USL Pro players around with something to prove and a modicum of technical ability? Long Tan just made the USL Pro All-League Second Team[2], but there’s probably a decent forward around there somewhere.

Only Darren Mattocks has genuinely regressed, losing 1.7 shots directed per 90 minutes. He’s dropped an entire Gershon Koffie in offense! Admittedly, this is with Canadian Soccer Jesus, one of MLS’s leading playmakers last season, having dropped back to d-mid to keep Matty Laba from getting lonely. But this is also with Pedro Morales existing and somehow not straining a hamstring for weeks. I suspect that, looking at Mattocks’s 2012 figures and bearing in mind his nasty case of shoot-from-anywhereitis at points last year, the SD/90 we’re seeing now is in line with Mattocks’s actual skill.

Even Mattocks’s season has been acceptable. Not great, not what you want from a first-rank striker, but 0.325 goals per 90 minutes runs 43rd in MLS among players with at least five goals. That sounds worse than it is: there are a lot of Max Urrutis/Luis Silvas/Michels who are banging in penalties, shooting over 60%, and having the one good goal-scoring season they’re going to live off for the rest of their hilariously overpaid careers. There’s no reason to think Mattocks’s percentages aren’t sustainable, and this level of performance is well worth holding onto. Not that they suggest any danger of a 20-goal-carrying-the-team-on-his-back season.

I’ll tell you one thing I am pretty darned confident of. Kekuta Manneh is a serious soccer player. He’s still the youngest on this list. He turns 20 in December. He’s not progressing by the numbers, but the team’s exploded so much around him and his playing time has been in such fits and starts I’m not sure what we could expect. Anyway, his current level of performance is fine, he just needs the shots to start going in and that’s only a matter of time.

If it were my team, I’d throw Manneh at the top for the rest of the season as long as his body could take it, have Mattocks as my second guy, and send Erik Hurtado to a nice house in the country where he could play every day and eat all the kibble he wants.

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Dissecting the Whitecaps’ New Westminster Failure

By Benjamin Massey · September 17th, 2014 · No comments

In 2006 the Vancouver Whitecaps tried to build a new soccer-specific stadium on the Vancouver waterfront. The Waterfront Stadium would have displaced no residents or businesses. It would have been in the very heart of Vancouver’s transit network and surrounded by a traffic and parking infrastructure that services hundreds of thousands of downtown commuters every weekday. And it would have been entirely privately funded by Greg Kerfoot, one of Vancouver’s most-respected businessmen. The Whitecaps launched a campaign over several years to try and get this stadium, the potential crown jewel of Canadian soccer, built. They failed utterly, scotched by NIMBYism, politics, the opposition of the Vancouver Port Authority, and the province of British Columbia’s none-too-hidden aim of tenant involved in the billion-dollar BC Place renovation. When they joined Major League Soccer the Whitecaps made vague noises about going forward, but today the Waterfront Stadium isn’t even mentioned on their website and they seem, reasonably enough, unwilling to keep forcing a $60 million gift onto an unwilling city.

There are a lot of lessons the Whitecaps could have taken, like “Vancouver is horrible” and “an awful lot of politicians in the Lower Mainland need to be punched very hard in the face.” But when they approached the City of New Westminster to get a USL Pro team in the Royal City for 2015, they didn’t apply any.

According to the Whitecaps the “opportunity” for a USL Pro team in New Westminster arose four months ago[1]; the first the public heard about it in July when the Whitecaps and the city made an announcement[2]. Since that time there have been two public consultations, council meetings, attempts to harness community support, and a general storming campaign leading up to a council meeting earlier this week where New Westminster council rejected the plan.

And look at what we didn’t get. For months we had no idea of public costs, essentially taking advocates’ word that the public wouldn’t lose out. The City of New Westminster’s web site on the project had next-to-nothing on financing[3]. We didn’t see a rendering of a renovated Queen’s Park Stadium until late in the day*, and professional soccer teams in 2014 do renderings of a new stadium when they go to the bathroom. FC Edmonton commissioned several previews of a new stadium which wasn’t even seriously planned just to show what was possible[4]. The Whitecaps wanted support for an awfully indeterminate amount of money and a real community sacrifice without a vision of what New Westminster taxpayers might get for it.

The matter came formally before New Westminster city council on September 15, almost literally the last minute for a team meant to start play in 2015. The Committee of the Whole got an information package, summarized by Director of Parks, Culture, and Recreation Dean Gibson[5]. This summary seemed to have its tongue somewhere in its cheek; saying that most of the public responses had been supportive “given the limited information that has been available”; but the community was complaining about being ill-informed. Even some councillors, like Jaimie McEvoy, seemed to agree. Small wonder.

That committee heard that there wasn’t enough parking to meet projected demand, there would be a reduction in public availability during peak seasons, the baseball community would need renovated facilities, and the stadium renovation would contradict a community plan that envisaged reducing Queen’s Park Stadium’s capacity. We also, finally, heard a cost: an estimate of $11.4 million, of which $3 million had already been budgeted. $3.9 million would be “repaid” by the Whitecaps with a lease over twenty years, and $4.5 million would presumably be an out-and-out subsidy from the City to an MLS reserve team, all from a city of 66,000 people with, according to councillor Jonathan Cote, no up-front contribution from the Whitecaps whatsoever.

There were easy community concerns, all foreseeable, all soluble given time. But there was no time. Meanwhile, otherwise-supportive council members saw costs already higher than anticipated before a shovel had gone in the ground. And so the Committee of the Whole killed the proposal stone dead. At the full council meeting Mayor Wayne Wright said “it wasn’t possible for us to get this business done in a timely manner with the people of New Westminster because there were too many questions.” He got a lot of applause for that one. Knight even apologized to the audience for bringing the matter up without sufficient consultation.

Look, obviously there were NIMBYs, but there were also real concerns. Baseball being kicked out of Queen’s Park? Baseball’s a sport too, of course they’re worried about losing a good site. People moaning about parking? I know we’re all good transit-loving urbanists but the local situation isn’t brilliant; Columbia Skytrain station is a kilometer and a half away on a pretty solid hillside. If I was on my own I’d walk; taking my grandparents we’d want to drive. These are questions worth arguing out and answering, and the opportunity barely came up.

The Whitecaps can’t do much about Major League Soccer not running a reserve league or the 2015 USL Pro season coming up fast. Clearly everybody involved knew the Whitecaps were negotiating in good faith, with the enthusiastic support and leadership of a New Westminster resident. But the resulting proposal was, from a public perspective, borderline unsupportable and without any time to work a compromise. I was in favour of the USL Pro team, apart from the public funding, and even I was becoming a skeptic by the time the trigger was pulled. There was just nothing, nothing except a seven-digit price tag and a massive hurry.

I mean, with the deepest respect to people who are better businessmen then I, what the hell did you think was going to happen?

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