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Soccer in Sun and Shadow by Eduardo Galeano

hhcharlesb's review against another edition

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5.0

Galeano condeso las grandes hazañas de un deporte que desborda tanta pasión como dinero, un siglo XX sin la historia paralela del futbol no es fácil de describir, en capítulos cortos inculca emoción, vértigo y sorpresa ante cada regate que da la vida en ese cuadro verde.

wescovington's review against another edition

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5.0

This book was a joy to read. Galeano collected close to a 100 short essays about football. And they are beautiful to read and I can only imagine that they are more beautiful in the original Spanish. (I wished the translator had called the sport 'football' instead of 'soccer' but I suppose they were marketing it for the American audience.)

Galeano loves football. And he also hated the men who ran it. And not just recently, but from a very long time ago. Intellectuals in South America usually weren't big football fans, but Galeano was an exception. He loved how the game could make you feel. He marveled at what great players could do.

I mostly marveled at his writing.

radhifan13's review against another edition

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emotional medium-paced

5.0

nherbs's review against another edition

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funny informative reflective fast-paced

3.75

johnybzk's review against another edition

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emotional reflective fast-paced

4.25

curtisjc3's review against another edition

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reflective slow-paced

5.0

earthlight's review against another edition

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love letter as critique, critique as love letter. beautiful book.

davey_edmo's review against another edition

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informative reflective fast-paced

4.0

emsemsems's review against another edition

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5.0

'At the end of the tournament, in practically the final moment of the final match, a bull charged: Zidane, who was saying farewell to football, head-butted a rival who had been needling him with the sort of insult that lunatic fans like to shriek from the upper decks. The insulter got flattened and the insulted got a red card from the referee and jeers from a crowd poised until then to give him an ovation. And Zidane left the field for good.

Still, this was his World Cup. He was the best player of the tournament, despite that final act of insanity or integrity, depending on how you look at it. Thanks to his beautiful moves, thanks to his melancholy elegance, we could still believe that football was not irredeemably condemned to mediocrity.'

Ah, Zizou.

ireri's review against another edition

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emotional funny hopeful informative inspiring lighthearted reflective relaxing fast-paced

5.0