In the summer of 1994 I was once again travelling around the country seeing historic places and going to baseball games. That was the summer that World Cup Soccer came to the United States. I wasn’t at that time a fan- but there was a lot of publicity and hype about the World Cup coming to the United States and I gave some thought to trying to catch a game. In the end I didn’t. Now if the World Cup is ever in the US again and I am alive and able – Quinn and I are planning on hitting a game or two. I caught the football [or as we call it in the US- Soccer} bug in 2003. In recent years I have watched more of it than any other sport. Now if someone had told me that a dozen years ago I would have thought them insane.
I have no idea where I got this World Cup t-shirt. I know it was that summer somewhere on my travels around the United States.