The Run of Play is a blog about
the wonder and terror of soccer.
We left the window open during a match in October 2007 and a strange wind blew into the room.
Now we walk the forgotten byways of football with a lonely tread, searching for the beautiful, the bewildering, the haunting, and the absurd.
Zach Dundas, Fredorrarci, Alan Jacobs, Supriya Nair, Richard Whittall
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Greetings, nerds. It’s been a while. We’ve had some good times over the last few months, but we’ve also had some times where I moved to Pennsylvania, bought a heat gun, and was never heard from again. That’s not a joke, by the way. Siobhan got a radical new job, so we bought a 130-year-old house and decamped to the Amish Cradle. Since then, I have been painstakingly restoring our new home to its original splendor, mostly by screaming “bansai!” and attacking it with various mallets.
Did you want Women’s World Cup updates? Were you looking for my take on the Copa América? Sorry. I was busy holding a nail like a teacup while trying to type “millwork” into Wikipedia.
I’m interrupting these labors to bring you an announcement, which is that starting soon, I will be taking a job as a staff writer at Grantland. Those of you who have Twitter or already read the G might know that I did some stuff for them earlier this summer about Federer at Wimbledon. It was a lot of fun, and an honor to be included next to a bunch of writers I like, and I am extremely excited that this will now be a regular situation. Since you asked: I’ll be covering soccer, as well as (my choice) other sports. I’ve got some leads into second-century chariot racing that you’ll hardly even believe.
For Run of Play, this means…nothing at all, basically. I’ll probably be scarce around here for a while longer, but only because my house is barely 2% finished and I just figured out how to fit iPod earbuds under my lead-paint stripping mask. In the meantime, we have a bunch of great guest posts lined up, and I might manage a quatrain about Swansea before the season starts.
The News of the World is dead. It’s been a crazy summer.
This is exactly as kinky as it sounds.
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