6:00AM - Alarm went off
6:15AM - Got out of the shower
6:45AM - Finished checking emails and planning the day's sessions
7:00AM - Pulled away from Caribou, large Carmel High Rise in hand
7:30AM - Arrived at Holy Angels dome to distribute last groups of LA Galaxy tickets to some Academy teams
7:45AM - Began U14G warm-up in prep for the friendly against Toro Bravo
8:15AM - Kick off
Toro looked sharp. You could tell in the first 10 minutes of the game which team had been playing all fall and which team had not. You could also see which team looked fit as we had a number of girls grabbing their knees, bent over and trying to catch their breath.
We began in a 4-1-2-3 formation, with a bit of an experimental midfield. I asked Ripper to play a defensive midfield role, knowing that she was still recovering from a sore back that had kept her sidelines with her high school varsity team all fall. She told me she was feeling good and wanted to play, so I started her to give her a run. I had Bidi play in front of her as one of the central mids, with KK at the other central position. Bidi loves hanging out wide on the right side, predominantly playing wide mid or wide back last year, so it would be a challenge for her to pick up the central tactical ideas. KK is a solid addition to the team this year from the San Diego Surf club, but as a new player it will be difficult to ask her to step into a leadership role at this point, as well as to grasp the ideas of our system of play on the first go around.
I was impressed with Toro. They always had the athleticism and tenaciousness, but their new coach has begun to teach them soccer. They knocked the ball around on us a bit and I'd say possessed the ball more than we did, as we looked rusty, nervous, tired, disorganized, and sloppy. We defended very well though and denied Toro any real threat at our goal, save for 2 corner kicks that we allowed to drop in our danger area.
We weren't as dangerous on the attack as I've gotten used to seeing out of these girls, but we did create a few good chances, one off a great corner kick service by Blondie to the far post that Bidi headed just wide, and another when Millie slipped a ball through to Bidi up the right flank that Bidi smacked off the crossbar.
At halftime, I talked to the girls about the importance of our fitness. They all knew how tired they felt, so it was a good time to address it. If we are not fit, we lose our technique and our touch on the ball. Lose the touch and we lose our composure. Lose our composure and we begin to just kick the ball up field. Kick the ball up field and we're forced run even more. Vicious cycle. I think the message was clear to the girls and this will give me an experience to use to fuel the girls during their months of FIT Training ahead.
We had also switched to a 4-4-2 midway through the first half, so I talked with the girls about pushing our weak-side mid up the field when we were in possession of the ball, creating space for our wide back to attack. This is an important tactical idea that I want the girls to pick up as we look to push numbers forward when we can.
Lastly, I challenged the girls to step up their performance. One thing that is almost guaranteed because of our regional championship last summer is this - we will likely get the very best game from our opponents as it will be easy for them to get up for the match against us. The girls need to embrace this fact, match the energy and drive that other teams bring, and let our skill carry us through.
The second half was a much better half for us. We came out the stronger team and pressed the advantage for the great majority of the half. Tori (GK) went down 10 minutes in after a brave save and a collision with a Toro forward. I asked Ripper to fill in, leaving us with 2 usable subs for the balance of the game. The girls seemed to catch their second wind though, and battled through their fatigue well.
Mille (RF) created our best chance of the half, beating her defender 1v1 up the right side and hitting a high shot into the inside of the far post. Bidi (LF) and Getch (LM) both came crashing in for the rebound, but the ball managed to squeak past both of them as it rebounded back across the goal mouth.
In the end, it was a very good match for us. 0-0 in a hard fought friendly.
Marcus was very complimentary after the game of the Goo Girls, as I was of the Bravo group. We're going to try and set something up in Feb with the St Louis and KCFC teams, as well as try and build a super group at the WDM Premier Games in April.
9:45AM - Off to Caribou for a medium Carmel High Rise
10:30AM - Back at Holy Angels for a training session with the U14s
Double duty today as the U14s had the friendly as well as scheduled training. The girls legs were tired, so the idea was to do some technical work based on some of the weaknesses Cook (co-coach) and I saw from the morning game.
We struggled on throw ins in the attacking third of the field. I want our players to get used to the contact and "find" defenders with their hands. This is akin to posting up in basketball. Soccer is a physical game, without a doubt, and the players need to understand this and expect it. If our player receiving a throw in to their feet doesn't feel the defender on their back (by making direct contact), that defender can easily sneak around our player and get the ball. Using their arms like antenna extended out and backwards, and getting the marking defender "on their back", our player can feel what the defender is doing without being able to see them. If the defender tries to sneak around one side, our player can roll them - keep them on their back as they turn their body and shield the ball - and get into the space behind them.
Here's what we did:
Juggling Warm Up
Receiving Under Pressure - Ground Service
Receiving Under Pressure - Aerial Service
Receiving Under Pressure - One Touch Back
Pattern Play to Goal - Marked Target Lay Offs
Pattern Play to Goal - Marked Target Combination
11:45AM - Head to McDonald's to pick up lunch
12:15PM - Off to Caribou for a medium Light Roast
12:30PM - Back at Holy Angels for the U11s
1:00PM - U11G Training
2:15PM - Stop training early to head to the airport to welcome David Beckham and the LA Galaxy
I serve as a Technical Director with the MN Thunder, helping their youth development programs. I support the pro team because I believe pro soccer is important for the development of the game in our state.
So for the last couple weeks I’ve spent a lot of time trying to coordinate a club event at the upcoming Copa Minnesota match featuring the MN Thunder vs the LA Galaxy. Because I work for the Thunder, I was able to convince them to set aside an entire seating section at the dome for us, basically on consignment. I was confident I could get a couple hundred tickets sold to Academy families simply by making it very clear that I personally believe in supporting our local pro organization and by explaining the benefits to watching top level soccer to our members. Many are here with our club because of the guidance that professionals like yours truly can offer, and I was sure many would want to take part with some encouragement and education.
I posted some promotional info on our club website, as well as a bit of a controversial piece playing on David Beckham’s good looks and sex appeal. To be honest, the piece was all about humor and getting a buzz going in the club. It did that for sure, but I should have thought it out more as I spent the entire morning fielding emails from moms (and dads) in the club joking and commenting about it. I didn’t get much work done that morning, but again, the buzz is what I was after and the buzz is what I got.
The blogs here in MN went a bit crazy pointing out how I was using sex to sell the game, ripping apart the marketing idea, etc. Our boys coaching director wasn’t happy about it, and I eventually had to take the pics off the site because our club president fielded a complaint from a member. I understand there is a fine line between promoting something like this in this fashion on a youth soccer website, but c’mon. Kids today see FAR worse in almost every other media environment. Moreover, the great majority of our website viewers are 1) our club’s parent group, and 2) other adults involved with different clubs in MN trying to keep tabs on what we are doing.
Here’s the ad I posted.
Moms...
If so, then leave the dads at home and join us on Sunday at the Metrodome when the Minnesota Thunder take on David Beckham and the LA Galaxy in the first annual Copa Minnesota match up.
I also sent out email blasts to al our coach and team managers, asking managers to tally ticket interest from their teams as well as to encourage coaches to adjust training schedules to allow kids to have the opportunity to attend the event.
In the end, we sold over 750 tickets, taking up the entire Section 120 and half of Section 119. I had specifically requested these sections when I found out we would be directly above the player tunnel to the locker rooms. Why? Well, first our kids would get a chance for a close up look at the players a couple of times during the event, and I foresaw some good photo opps because of this - both for the kids and for me of the kids.
The Thunder were obviously happy about the final number of tickets purchased (at $15 and avoiding the Ticketmaster surcharge), allowing me to push for some added perks for our kids. After some discussion, we agreed to give Bangu players the opportunity to be at the airport to welcome the Galaxy, as well as to form a youth tunnel at the dome on Sunday to help usher in the teams as they took the field. It was shaping up to be a fantastic experience for our kids who wanted to take part.
2:30PM - Quick stop at Caribou for a medium Carmel High Rise
2:45PM - Arrive at HHH Terminal
The Galaxy flight was to arrive just after 3:00PM. I walked in from the parking ramp to find about 100 kids already there waiting behind a rope, just inside the parking structure dock. I also saw 5 or 6 media personalities there with their camera crews.
There were some security guards there who were apparently in charge of the Galaxy all weekend, and they were trying to keep some semblance of order. They informed me that the Galaxy were going to arrive, get their bags, then walk through this little waiting area to get to their bus parked in the loading dock.
I turned to the kids and asked why they weren’t in the baggage claim area, but one of the security guards jumped in and stated that all the kids had to remain here. It was a large room that stretched back from the walk way, large enough for he numbers we had, but the problem was that the only people who would be able to even see the Galaxy players were in the front few rows. This wouldn’t work.
What about the kids in the back? The guards said that they would try and wave some of the Galaxy players into the room to interact with the kids, and that seemed to appease people.
I was still a bit put off though. All these kids here, and more swelling numbers every minute, and the rent a cops said they would “try” and wave some of the players into the area? That wasn’t going to float.
I went into the terminal to search out the Thunder officials to try and work something else out, but they informed me that the security guards, though hired by us, were taking direction from LA, and LA had been less than accommodating with many requests surrounding the event.
I hustled back to the waiting area (one of the Bangu moms who works security for the airport called me and told me the Galaxy flight had landed), and told the families waiting that 1) there was no guarantee that any of the players would make it back into the room, and 2) this was a public facility and people could go where they wanted. This obviously didn’t sit well with the security people who didn’t appear to like their authority usurped. But was I wrong? This WAS a public facility and people were free to do what they wished. A few families took my advice, and we headed back into the terminal.
Back in the terminal, the Thunder officials introduced me to the head PR guy with the Galaxy, or in some position like that, and I was instructed to talk with him about the kids waiting in the parking structure. He was not the most personable guy I’ve ever met, and looked to be put out that there were all these kids here and LA wasn’t notified about it. He informed me that Beckham would not be signing any autographs nor talking with the media, nor would any players be allowed to enter into the kids area as the security guards had suggested. He had an air of self importance and arrogance to him that didn’t sit well with me.
Dude?!?! Are you serious. All these kids come out to welcome one of the biggest, if not the biggest name in the soccer world today, and you’re telling me he’s not even going to acknowledge them, let alone the media? Do you want to sell more tickets for this event? It was ridiculous.
I ran back into the waiting area and informed the families that the players had begun arriving and reiterated again that this was a public facility and they were free to go where they wanted. I encourage many in the back to at least exit out the front and wait outside to at least be able to see the players up close. About 50 followed my lead, but then were sharply reprimanded by the security guards and the PR guy and told to get back in their pen. Ugh...
I returned to the terminal frustrated.
The Galaxy players began rounding a corner and coming down the escalators to the baggage claim. Landon Donovan was the first “big” name player to hit the main floor and the kids rushed up to meet him. I held my breath. Arguably the top US soccer player ever, I wasn’t sure how he’d react. Big name, long flight, I'm sure he just wanted to get his luggage and head to the hotel. Could be a recipe for disaster as some of the kids who followed me into the terminal approached him for autographs. I was catapulted back almost 27 years.
I was 10, and my team, the Rochester Ringers (MN) were ball boys for a Kicks game at Met Stadium. I had followed the Kicks for a few years, and my hero was the English striker Ron Futcher. I idolized him and his goal scoring prowess, and he was the one I was coming to see that night.
I watched the game in utter happiness, sporting my purple teri cloth uniform shorts and matching purple mesh jersey. I happened to be stationed directly behind the goal when Futcher scored three goals to lead the Kicks to victory and you can imagine my delight.
As ball boys we were allowed back into the tunnel outside the Kicks locker room for autographs. All my teammates waited for Alan Willey, Tino, and Ace. I waited for Ron.
He was one of the last to come out. I had foregone getting other players autographs in fear of missing Ron - that's how much this chance meant to me. I ran up to him and proffered my velvet autograph book and pen, and said something like “Great game Mr. Futcher! Can I please have your autograph?”. He looked down at me, put his arm around his wife/girlfriend/groupie, and responded “ F*** off kid.”
I have carried the remembrance of that feeling with me since. I think this experience was a huge reason why I was always the last player off the field after Thunder games, not wanting a young players to miss out if they wanted to see me or get an autograph if they wanted it.
So I held my breath in anticipation as our players sought out Landon. I knew how they would feel if he brushed them aside and I didn’t really want them to experience that. However, Landon proved to be a class act, signing autographs and posing for pictures with kids and families. It was really great to see.
I heard a buzz go through the crowd and looked up to see everyone staring at the escalator. There was Beckham, eyes downcast and surrounded by body guards. Great. He’s avoiding eye contact so that he doesn’t have to sign autographs and his body guards are instructed to taser any kid who comes within 10 feet. At least that’s what I thought.
But I was wrong.
Much I’m sure to PR Guy’s chagrin, Beckham politely smiled as the kids and moms rushed up to him, signed soccer balls, posters, and Galaxy replica jerseys, and posed for pictures for any brave enough to ask for one.
I exited back out to the parking structure. Excited that some players got the chance they did in the baggage claim, nervous about the disappointment the others in the parking structure would likely face as I’m sure PR Guy, blindsided by the sneak attack in the baggage claim, would have al his ducks in a row and hinder any chance of kids’ happiness in the second autograph wave.
The kids waiting were excited to hear that he was on his way, and the rope bulged dangerously forward as the press of bodies in the front row strained forward to peer outside the sliding glass doors expectantly.
A few of the “lowly” Galaxy players came through to cheers from the 200 or so in the waiting area. Though polite, I think the cheers were more for the Galaxy warm-ups the players wore rather than knowledge of who they were cheering for.
Then the entourage came into view and I saw 100 cell phones go up in anticipation of a photo opp.
Beckham looked to be about to just acknowledge the crowd of cheering fans behind the rope with a wave. However, as I was just about to lose hope that he’d stop for even a minute, he pivoted on his heels to his left and reached for the nearest soccer ball and Sharpie.
For the next 15 to 20 minutes, the world’s most recognized soccer player took time to smile, sign, and pose. The rope didn’t last for more than a few seconds, then he was surrounded by kids.
I saw PR Guy talking with the security guards and waving his hands in the air, obviously upset. I didn’t hear a word of the interaction with all the shouts of “Beckham! Beckham!” around me. And I didn’t really care. This is what it’s all about. The kids.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007 at 10:38AM 
