In Portugal
today, as I type, the culmination of a season-long struggle between the best
teams in European soccer has been played between two teams from Madrid, Spain.
The best player in the game—perhaps in all of soccer today—is from Portugal. A valued
teammate is Croatian. Another is Welsh. Their manager is Italian, while the opposing manager is
Argentine. In order to be at this tournament, these teams had to beat the
best teams from England, Germany, Italy, Turkey, France, Greece, and
Russia. When they took the field, the teams from Madrid wore shirts bearing the names of their sponsors, one a Dubai-based airline, the other the entire country of Azerbaijan. The map of this space has no capital city.
It’s difficult
to translate for a non-soccer-watching audience the importance of this game for a fan of European
soccer. The first thing you need to understand is it’s not really about Spanish
soccer (although increasingly these days, it really is about Spanish soccer,
but that’s another story). The only way to truly bring this into focus is by
analogy. Therefore, imagine this: each NFL season lasts 38 weeks instead of 16.
Also imagine that every country in the Western Hemisphere has a football team,
with some as well-funded, exciting, and contentious as the NFL. Each year the
three or four best NFL teams play their international counterparts in a Final
Four-like bracket structure that takes the teams all over the hemisphere to
play mid-week games while still playing their regular season weekend games—for
example, the New England Patriots might play a game in New York this Sunday, then
another one in Mexico City on Wednesday, and then return to Massachusetts for another game next weekend.
Finally—and
here’s the kicker—imagine that the NFL teams only win this tournament
occasionally, certainly not every year, but maybe two or three times every decade,
if at all. In fact, in this imaginary world, NFL fans might go decades or eons without
seeing their team play at this level of football.
If you
happen to watch the World Cup next month, you will experience what scholar and critic Mary
Louise Pratt calls a contact zone,” or a “social [space] where disparate
cultures meet, clash, and grapple with each other” (4). In the contact zone of
the World Cup, there is a continuously moving balance of power, one that still
has traces of a "European 'planetary consciousness'" (9) but which
also contains "copresence, interaction, interlocking understandings and
practices, often within radically asymmetrical relations of power" (7). In
this world, concepts like copresence and asymmetrical power relationships play out
at regular intervals in ways most American sports fans can only imagine.
The World
Cup, without too much stretching, also exemplifies Pratt's notion of
transculturation. "While subjugated peoples cannot readily control what
emanates from the dominant culture, they do determine to varying extents what
they absorb into their own" (6). The worldwide diffusion of soccer
ever since the first British traveler dropped a basket of soccer balls in a
colonial outpost—and there were many baskets of balls dropped worldwide in the
late 19th century—is one of the great stories of globalization. Beginning
with the Scottish, and moving south to Europe, Latin America, and Africa, and
eventually the rest of the world, what was once known as the British game (the
thing emanating from the dominant culture) became a global game that dwarfed
any other cultural export. However—and this is the key to making a connection with
Pratt’s concepts—wherever the balls landed, the cultures absorbing the game
(some subjugated, some not except by extension of the power of Great Britain)
chose for themselves the “correct” way to play the game. The game itself has a
shared set of rules worldwide, yet the English definition of excellence might
run to, as soccer writer Jonathan Wilson states, blunt pragmatism, while some Latin Americans might say
that excellence lies within the beautiful individual style of the artists on
the field. The Dutch might disagree with both. In this world, there is
no dominant culture of soccer anymore, something the British will be the first
to admit, as witnessed by the large numbers of non-English playing in England
at the highest level of the game.
To be an
American soccer fan of the international game is to accept that there are limits
to cultural imperialism. On the World
Cup soccer map, Brazil, Italy, and Germany are the superpowers, with
second-tier status going to the Netherlands, Argentina, and Uruguay (and perhaps Spain, but we'll see). Great Britain, France, and Russia are still in development, while the United
States, China, and Japan have yet to be discovered. On what other map
is this reality? In this forum, the contact zone is a
postmodern spectacle, and the map is ever-changing.
Work Cited
Pratt, Mary Louise.
"Introduction: Criticism in the contact zone." Pratt, Mary Louise. Imperial
Eyes: Travel Writing and Transculturation. London and New York: Routledge,
1992. 1-11. Print.
Craig,
ReplyDeleteI do enjoy playing and watching soccer! My husband and I both played growing up and we have our fingers crossed that our son will show some interest.
Is that true that England brought soccer around the world? I guess it makes sense with all their colonizing, but it's just such an international game (I've played soccer with locals from Nepal to Peru). I suppose it had to originate somewhere! What an interesting way to show British influence around the world through areas that love the game of soccer.
Yes, it's an English game originally, but it's safe to say that the no longer own it since it's a way of life for people all over the globe. It's fun to watch it become an actual go-to sport in the U.S. these days, even though it has a ways to go before it reaches the popularity of football or basketball.
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