I’m glad we went to great lengths to find video of the United States-at-Mexico in a World Cup qualifier, tonight here in Paris. There is something warmly comforting about seeing certain life events unfold just as they always do. Mexico 2, U.S. 1, and ’twas ever thus. First, about the logistics of this thing. Not […]

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I sent Landon Donovan an e-mail a few days back with seven questions about the match with Mexico, coming up later today. Even though he has been busy training for (and traveling to) Mexico City, and I’m on the other side of the Atlantic, he wrote back last night, presumably from his hotel room in […]

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Yes, a ridiculous concept. Unless you were born and raised in Mexico City or have a strong preference for smog, altitude, overcrowding and poverty. Then, most any city pales in comparison to Paris. But this is the rare occasion when I wish I were in the distrito federale with Los Tricolores waving above me. Rather […]

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Let’s see … Wednesday night, we were invited to a former colleague’s home for dinner, and six of us consumed … a bottle of Chardonnay, a bottle of rose, a bottle of Cote du Rhone and another bottle of red we didn’t get the name of. Thursday night, we met a friend at a place […]

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I have been on every continent, aside from Africa and Antarctica, and have been paying attention to sports and sports reporting my entire adult life, and I can say without hesitation that the matchless city of Paris and the great country of France hold these distinctions: No city and no country are less interested in […]

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