An excellent book that gets right to the heart of the football fan. There is an excellent section on Maradona, the child who only succeeds when battling against all the odds; the author explains his mentality. There is a similarly revealing account of Messi's life, his brilliance linked to the glint in his eye. Particularly interesting is the sad end of Moacyr Barbosa, Brazil's first black keeper who let in a goal in the last minute of the 1950 World Cup Final against Uruguay. he was never forgiven. He died twice living a life sentence after the miss. Villoro is not quite right about there being only one Ronaldo, the Brazilian one. I think Cristiano can now stand on his own two feet as another footballer known by just one name - Ronaldo. ( )

With a title like “God Is Round,” I was drawn to this contagious level of devotion, for a subject as uniting as soccer. I will refer to the sport as both soccer and football, the other football having no place here. This book name comes from a true love for the game, and its author, Juan Villoro, is an encyclopedia of the sport – and also of literature. He opens with a bit on an Uruguayan writer who worked first in his country’s national football stadium, and he throws in references to global literature and other popular culture – some of which I don’t get. Nor do I know all of the players – but even a non-follower must recognize more of these legends than they might think. And, he does not give explanations of the rules, only anecdotes of memorable plays or behaviors – so you have to be ‘in the know’ to get some things. I am not a “fan,” but I appreciate the simplicity of the game, its intuitiveness and universality. Villoro’s writing makes me want to both read about and watch (maybe even play) more football.

The style here is a stream of consciousness, the unpredictable directions feeling like a match itself – and I’m not just writing that, I really did get that sense, coming from the author’s dual passions for the sport and the written word. The sub-chapters are like plays or episodes; when telling of the action, you feel like you’re in the middle of it, on the grass. Football is present in every part of life – Juan Villoro writes this into being. He explains his country’s, Mexico’s, reasons for why they celebrate the way they do, and why or how fans everywhere are capable of exploding in shouts. He riffs on the importance of television, radio, and stadiums – any means of connecting the fans to the game – but especially the outsized hold of t.v. – what it shows and doesn’t show. He also has a few things to say about how advertisement and sponsorship are ruining the game. One downside is that he only covers men’s soccer, no women’s – which right now, at least in the U.S., is hopefully going to get its long-overdue fair share.

I learned of the origins of and changes to jersey numbers, and following a chapter on some of the great number 10s, the most lengthy continuous topic is a biography of Diego Armando Maradona, highlighting the contrasts between his life in the game and his excesses off the pitch. Then, there’s a short chapter on Ronaldo, who of course you’ve heard of, but if you’re like me, you might get confused with all these “R” names (does this make a heathen of me?). This being the player’s first name, the following chapter is a “diatribe” against the “other” Ronaldo (last name), first name Cristiano. You’ve heard of him too, no doubt; his physique is quite different from the former’s. Both are out of touch, based both on ego and skill, the first so much so that no one else can use his name (despite all this confusion) and another player, Ronaldinho, is named thusly. After them is a chapter on the unlikely Messi, the youthful, short-in-stature “genius” – a prodigy for sure. Pelé doesn’t have his own full chapter, but his kingliness is made clear. I like how he and his countrymen are described as playing at a samba-like pace. Villoro knows every nickname, and has alternative titles for every person, place, thing or idea. You too will feel like you have a “football between the ears” when reading this book – it’s a blast, as exciting as the game itself.

Note: a copy of this title was generously provided by Restless Books in exchange for an honest review. For more reviews, follow my blog at http://matt-stats.blogspot.com/ ( )

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