Wine and Soccer

Last weekend I took a bus from Boston to New York to stay with a friend in Brooklyn. He’d invited me down to watch the New England Revolution play the first leg of the MLS Eastern Conference championship series against New York in Red Bull Arena. My friend’s been a fan of Thierry Henry since Henry’s first days at Arsenal, and he wanted to see the French striker’s last game in New York, maybe one of his last games ever.

Shortly after I arrived on Saturday night, and with zero fanfare, my friend opened a bottle of 1963 Dow port and poured glasses for us and his wife. How he came to have a bottle of 1963 Dow sitting on his kitchen counter is not to be gone into here, but something should be said of the wine itself. The great British critic Jancis Robinson has described the 1963 Dow as “majestic,” and that it is “one of the top four or five vintage ports of the 20th century by anyone's reckoning.” The particular bottle I tasted last Saturday was one of the best wines I’ve ever had, despite its having been stored indifferently on multiple kitchen counters for more than a decade (after, it’s true, three decades of impeccable storage in a London cellar).

Since there can’t be many bottles of 1963 Dow left, it may (just) be worth recording some of my own impressions, which I jotted down on a scrap of paper: “Translucent maroon, you can see through it, like tea. Green apple, pepper, caramel, licorice, asphalt. Not necessarily complex, but perfectly balanced, without a hint of that nasty, vegetal mintiness of table wines that are past their primes.” When I asked my friend for his impressions, he (most would say rightly) winced and said, “I don’t do that.”

My urge to treat the wine as something beyond a mere beverage—to comment on and discuss it—and my friend’s equally strong desire to shun such pretentions and keep his thoughts to himself can be seen as emblematic of how Americans react to wine. Even though wine is enormously popular in the U.S., it has never fully shed its reputation as the drink of snobby, rich aesthetes. The following passage from Ernest Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast illustrates how the author could only drink wine naturally in Europe, or anyway outside the U.S., where Americans fetishize the stuff:  “In Europe then we thought of wine as something as healthy and normal . . . Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary.”

I thought of some of this last weekend when I drank vintage port and, later, watched the game. I also thought (not for the first time) about the similarities between wine and soccer. Most obviously, fans of each tend to intellectualize their passions, to talk about them in stilted language, though there is nothing inherently intellectual about wine or soccer. Wine critics talk of a wine’s “finesse,” its “lingering finish” and “exquisite balance,” its “masculinity” (or “femininity”) and “nobility.” In short, they use terms and concepts that are typically not applied to other foods or drinks, even beer and spirits. Soccer commentators employ similarly nerdy terms that would sound laughable if they were used to describe almost any other physical activity outside the performing arts. They talk of a player’s “quality” and “current rich vein of form,” of “naive” defensive plays and “educated” left feet, of “brilliant finishes” (that last term neatly overlapping with wine lingo).  All of this contributes to the popular notion that soccer and wine are the provinces of snobs and eggheads, not “normal” people.

I’ve mentioned something of Americans’ uneasy relationship with wine. We have a similarly uneasy relationship with soccer. While growing in popularity, particularly with young Americans and urban liberals, soccer has never been widely accepted here. The documentary Once in a Lifetime: The Extraordinary Story of the New York Cosmos has an illuminating interview with John O’Reilly, the former New York Cosmos promotions director. O’Reilly describes the 1975 press conference that introduced Pele to the New York press after Pele signed with the team. O’Reilly recalls the influential, conservative New York sportswriter Dick Young shouting from the back of the crowded room: “[Young] was just heckling the entire time. ‘Soccer is for foreigners, shouldn’t be played in America!’ Everything negative.” Many American political conservatives continue to carry Young’s torch. Ann Coulter’s June 2014 jeremiad, “America’s Favorite National Pastime: Hating Soccer” is representative. Soccer, she writes, is “foreign” to Americans and is a threat to American values.

So while Americans are watching more soccer than ever—as evidenced by the strong ratings here for the 2014 World Cup and rising MLS attendance—there is still a sizeable contingent of intelligent citizens that regard soccer as un-American. And that contingent makes it nearly impossible for any American to regard watching soccer as Hemingway’s Europeans regarded drinking wine—“as something as healthy and normal.”

Glenn Davis, a former professional soccer player and current soccer radio and TV broadcaster for the Houston Dynamo, is a proselytizer of the game. I listen to his podcasts occasionally, and more than once I’ve heard him urge listeners to come down to Houston’s soccer stadium to enjoy “the company of like-minded individuals.” Every time Davis mentions “like-minded individuals,” I bristle. Because the comment speaks to soccer’s entrenched status in this country as a cult activity to be enjoyed not by all but by an enlightened few. Americans don’t go to NFL or NBA games to be in the company of like-minded individuals. They go to watch the games. And they assume there will be all types of people there—blacks and whites, conservatives and liberals, Budweiser drinkers and wine collectors—not just people like them.

For soccer to be widely accepted in this country, it doesn’t need more like-minded individuals. It doesn’t need more people who frequent Portland coffee houses and Brooklyn pubs. In other words, it doesn’t need more people like me. It needs more people who want to kick my Obama-voting, wine-note-taking ass. I may not want those people sitting next to me at MLS or U.S. national team games, but until there’s the strong possibility that they will be sitting next to me, soccer will continue to be, as Men in Blazers’ Roger Bennett and Michael Davies say, “America’s Sport of the Future. As it has been since 1972.”

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Ecuador, East Hartford, Connecticut, 10.10.14: Landon Donovan’s Last U.S. National Team Game

Barring a comeback, Landon Donovan has played his last game for the U.S. national team. I suspect most U.S. fans wish it hadn’t ended the way it did Friday night, with a friendly in a nondescript stadium in East Hartford, Connecticut, just a few months after Donovan had been cut from the 2014 World Cup team. Even if Donovan had scored the game winner, or scored at all, such a setting is not the stuff of storybooks.

When U.S. soccer announced in August that Donovan would make a final appearance for the U.S., he appeared to be in a no-win situation. If he played for Jurgen Klinsmann in a meaningless match after Klinsmann had cut him from the World Cup team—and after Klinsmann’s son had mocked Donovan on Twitter the day of the cuts—Donovan surely would lose face. If he declined the offer, he’d appear petty, like a child who picks up his ball and goes home after not getting his way.

After some initial reluctance, Donovan of course opted to play, which speaks well of him. In the days before the Ecuador game, he was candid about his relationship with Klinsmann (“Well, we don't have of a much a relationship after this summer, obviously”), but under the circumstances he was admirably restrained, in fact the opposite of the selfish brat many have painted him to be over the course of his career. When he was subbed off in the 42^nd minute on Friday, he shook hands with Klinsmann, and they shared a distant, fleeting hug. Donovan’s gesture, while obviously not brimming with affection, was far more than many of us would have granted Klinsmann had we been in Donovan’s place. ESPN announcer Taylor Twellman summed up the image well: “True professionals, shaking hands and moving on.”

Before he did move on from Klinsmann and the national team Friday night, Donovan looked as dangerous as anyone on the field. In the 4^th minute, he played an integral part in the buildup that led to the U.S.’s only goal, breaking down the U.S. left with the ball at his feet and lofting a pass across the face of goal to Jozy Altidore at the back post. Altidore settled the ball and sent a short back-pass to DeAndre Yedlin, who picked out Mix Diskerud near the penalty spot. Diskerud’s crisp near post finish capped an excellent team goal. Though Yedlin and Altidore got the assist, Diskerud made a beeline to Donovan and the two embraced. They were immediately joined by their delighted teammates.

One can only wonder what the celebrations would have been like had Donovan scored, which he nearly did on three occasions. Just minutes after the goal, Donovan snapped a header down into the turf but the shot was saved off the line. In the 38^th minute Altidore picked out Donovan at the top of the box and the latter dragged a shot wide far post. Donovan’s best opportunity, though, came in the 25^th minute, when Altidore anticipated his run with a nifty no-look back-heel pass. Under pressure, Donovan toe-poked a shot that looked to be going in but glanced off the inside of the far post. After the ball was eventually cleared, Donovan lay on the field, grabbing his head in dismay and disbelief as ESPN’s Ian Darke observed, “Well, maybe it’s just not going to be.”

Altidore did all he could to help Donovan get a goal, and in general the U.S. target forward had a strong game. Afterwards, he remarked, “I tried to set [Donovan] up a few times and do what he’s always done for me. He’s such a good player, you can still see that right away, and he has a smell for the game that other Americans don’t have. We’re going to miss that.” Donovan has assisted on 6 of Altidore’s 23 national team goals.

Regrettably, perhaps the most significant event in this game was an injury to young U.S. winger Joe Gyau, a powerful speedster who grew up in the D.C. area and now plays for Borussia Dortmund. Gyau played well in the first half of last month’s friendly against the Czech Republic. Against Ecuador, he didn’t get much of a chance to shine, grabbing at his knee during a dribbling run in the 13^th minute, and falling to the ground at midfield to call for a substitute a minute or two later. Gyau was later seen on the sideline on crutches, with an ice pack on his left knee. At the least, he will miss this Tuesday’s U.S. game against Honduras.

Yedlin and Diskerud turned in the strongest performances of the night for the U.S. In addition to his goal, Diskerud covered much ground and was notably effective applying defensive pressure, winning a number of challenges in the center of the field, as he did in the 34^th minute when he dispossessed an Ecuador player to start a U.S. buildup that ended with a Greg Garza shot.

Diskerud and Yedlin were two of only four U.S. players to go the full 90 minutes against Ecuador, and Yedlin was the only MLS player to do so. Yedlin’s club team, the Seattle Sounders, are likely not pleased about their starting right back playing an entire national-team friendly this late in the MLS season, as Seattle is in a fight for the best record in the league, which would give them home-field advantage throughout the playoffs. To top off the pain of Yedlin playing the entire game, the Sounders were upset by the Vancouver Whitecaps while the U.S.-Ecuador match was unfolding.

Still, Sounders owners and management must be pleased with the quality of Yedlin’s performance on Friday. He was in my opinion the U.S. man of the match. For the first time while wearing a U.S. jersey, he played winger, not fullback. And his performance lays a solid foundation for the case that Yedlin—who can sometimes be a defensive liability—should play in the midfield rather than on the back line. Apart from a bad ball right to Ecuador’s keeper in the 2^nd minute, and getting beaten by Ecuador’s left back in the 77^th, Yedlin was excellent. He was confident and effective with the ball at his feet, and his passing was intelligent and accurate. He could have had at least two more assists than he did on the night, one chance coming on a great cross to Bobby Wood at the back post in the 66^th minute, and another in the 74^th minute on a similar ball to Altidore. Yedlin is just the kind of electric, smart, and technical young player the U.S. needs now that Donovan has retired.

I thought it might be fitting to end this post with a quote from former MLS MVP and Guatemala international Carlos Ruiz. Ruiz’s quote may never have been transcribed before, and occurred on a March 7, 2013 MLS Extratime Radio podcast, about five months after the U.S. had eliminated Guatemala from 2014 World Cup qualification. The U.S. had struggled somewhat in the semi-final round of CONCACAF qualification, and Donovan was in the middle of his hiatus from soccer, so his future with the U.S. team was uncertain. Ruiz’s comments show the respect Donovan commanded from one tough CONCACAF competitor, someone who (like Donovan, coincidentally) scored 57 international goals. Ruiz said: “Definitely it’s not the same like, a couple of years ago. It’s not the same. Landon is that piece in the national team, and nobody is going to play like he plays in the national team, you know. So, I hope Landon is healthy and can play with the national team. But it’s not the same. You know, the respect, like in Central American players we have for the United States in the past is not the same in this moment.”

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Belgium, Salvador, Brazil, 7.1.14

The U.S. lost to Belgium 2-1 yesterday to end their run in the 2014 World Cup. They exited the tournament with a record of one win, one draw, and two losses. In some ways, that unimpressive record belies the team’s level of play. The U.S. looked the better team in its draw with Portugal. They lost by a single goal to Germany, and had a decent chance to pull level at the end of that game. And the U.S. took a strong Belgium team into extra time, mounting a furious push in the game’s final fifteen minutes, pulling back a goal and nearly taking the game to penalty kicks.

More generally, it’s widely agreed that this 2014 team is a more talented group from top to bottom than any past U.S. team, with more players—like young fullback DeAndre Yedlin—who are capable of coming off the bench and making significant contributions. Most also agree that the team, as a group, plays at a higher technical level than past U.S. teams, that it is more dynamic, attack-minded, and pleasing to watch. In these aspects, the team reflects the confident and imposing personality of their current coach, Jurgen Klinsmann, who set out to change the U.S.’s style of play when he took over in 2011 and has made some progress in that area.

Taken another way, the 2014 World Cup is evidence that U.S. soccer’s progression over the last dozen or so years has been gradual at best, that the team still lacks difference-makers on the level of Belgium’s Kevin De Bruyne and Germany’s Thomas Müller. You could make a strong argument that the U.S. was outplayed in three out of their four 2014 World Cup games. Against the high-powered teams in 2014, the U.S. reverted to form; they were back to playing the role of loveable, outgunned underdogs who try hard until the end, rely on their keeper, and fall short.

As results go, there is little difference between this team’s showing and the 2010 team’s showing in South Africa, when the U.S. won their group and lost to Ghana by a goal in extra time. And certainly, the U.S.’s 2014 World Cup falls short of the 2002 team’s run. That group advanced to the quarterfinals, where they lost 1-0 to Germany in a game that easily could have gone the U.S.’s way. Yesterday, against Belgium, the U.S.’s best performance by a field player came from DaMarcus Beasley, who was also on the 2002 roster. That fact underscores the dearth of true difference-makers in the current U.S. program.

Speaking of older U.S. players making a difference: This game will be remembered by U.S. fans—and likely by many fans the world over—for the performance of 35-year-old U.S. keeper Tim Howard. Howard saved 16 shots, the most in a World Cup game since 1966. Almost immediately after the match, Belgium captain Vincent Kompany tweeted: “Two words.. TIM HOWARD #Respect #BelUSA.” Unfortunately, it would have taken a superhuman performance in goal, not merely a sublime one, to prevent a U.S. loss. Belgium created chance after chance in this game, and the goals were bound to come. Or, as Howard said after the game, at some point in that kind of situation, the levee has to break.

U.S. fans got a preview of Belgium’s quality last May, when they dismantled the Yanks 4-2 in a friendly that probably should have ended in a score of 5-1. I thought De Bruyne was the man of that match, and so he was again yesterday, when he had a goal and an assist. De Bruyne and his midfield mates controlled much of the game in Salvador, so much so that Jermaine Jones, who had been such a strong presence in midfield for the U.S. in this World Cup, failed to have much of an impact. (I see that at least one box score has the U.S. winning the possession battle, which is baffling if true and breathes new life into the term “meaningless possession.”) Michael Bradley played better than he had in the U.S.’s three previous games, but that’s not saying much. Apart from his spectacular assist on the U.S.’s late goal, and his usual high energy, he did not play well, giving away the ball too cheaply, both in the run of play and on dead-ball strikes. Alejandro Bedoya—another midfielder I’d had high hopes for coming into this match—put in a similar high-effort, mostly low-impact performance.

I mentioned earlier that Beasley had the best performance of any U.S. field player against Belgium, a performance that was eclipsed by Howard’s play and by the fact that the game ended in a U.S. loss. But let me repeat that Beasley was remarkable. He drew at least four fouls, consistently perfectly timed his steps to thwart Belgium attacks, got forward frequently, and played some dangerous crosses into the box. He saved the U.S.’s hide nearly as frequently as Howard did. Those who watched the U.S. in qualifiers and in the 2013 Gold Cup (where Beasley captained the champion U.S. side) know that his performance against Belgium was no fluke. He’s been one of the U.S.’s most consistent and best players over the last couple of years, which is all the more remarkable given that he’d nearly fallen out of the national team picture in 2010 and 2011. His late-career run will solidify Beasley’s status as one of the best U.S. soccer players ever.

Newcomer Yedlin complemented Beasley’s strong performance on the back line. Yedlin played most of the game at right back, after coming on in the 31^st minute for an injured Fabian Johnson. He attacked with visible confidence, getting forward repeatedly and by my count sending in at least five dangerous crosses over the course of the game. Perhaps even more impressively, he recovered well when the U.S. turned the ball over. He twice tracked back after getting forward to stop Belgium’s talented Eden Hazard, once in first-half stoppage time and again in the 82^nd minute. Klinsmann deserves credit not only for selecting the 20-year-old fullback for the final roster, but for playing him in critical situations. Klinsmann also placed confidence in forward Julian Green, who at 19 is now the youngest U.S. player ever to score in a World Cup. Green played only for the final 15 minutes against Belgium, but he changed the game, scoring a goal off a well-taken volley with his first touch after coming on.

Green almost didn’t get his chance. Remarkably given the run of play during the first 90 minutes, the U.S. nearly avoided extra time and won the game late in second-half stoppage time. With about a minute remaining, Geoff Cameron found himself with the ball about 30 yards from goal and lobbed a pass into the box. Jones headed the ball to substitute forward Chris Wondolowski, who was standing unmarked at the far post. But Belgium goalkeeper Thibaut Courtois closed Wondolowski down quickly, and the shot sailed over the target. Reflecting afterwards, Wondolowski neatly captured the situation: “It is a fickle game.”

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Germany, Recife, Brazil, 6.26.14

The U.S. played a conservative, mostly ugly game in their 1-0 loss to Germany today, but even a loss was good enough to see them through to the knockout round of the 2014 World Cup. The U.S.’s group has repeatedly been referred to as the “group of death,” a tired, misleading term that implies one group has been allotted fewer spots in the next round than the others. Here’s to hoping (however futilely) that this overused, overblown phrase loses traction before the 2018 World Cup.

To return to the subject of Group G: The Yanks’ chances did indeed look grim back in December when their opening-round opponents were announced. And yet now, after the games have actually been played, the U.S. can feel pretty fortunate that it belonged to a group in which one team was hampered by an unusually high number of injuries (Portugal) and another by player dissention and mismanagement (Ghana, rather like France four years ago). (This Washington Post piece summarizes the bizarre events surrounding the Black Stars over the last week, including a player slapping a member of team management and chasing him around a hotel with broken bottles, and Ghana’s president authorizing the air shipment of $3 million in cash to the team’s disgruntled players.)

The group, in other words, looks a lot less menacing now than it did in December, and the U.S. was able to advance on the strength of a mere four points and a superior goal differential to Portugal. Even given the mitigating factors, though, the U.S. deserves much credit for advancing. To begin with the obvious: Jermaine Jones has kept his temper in check and been a massive positive influence on the team. He had another strong game today, his third in a row. Not only was he more involved in the attack than lone striker Clint Dempsey (Jones twice nearly latched on to long balls after getting behind the German defense), he continued to act as a composed destroyer, which is to say (now that I mention it) that he continued to act German. I was particularly impressed when, shortly before halftime, he drew a foul on Bastian Schweinsteiger and in the aftermath refused to be baited by Schweinsteiger, who stood over Jones and (I think) intentionally entangled his legs with Jones’s.

And then there’s coach Jurgen Klinsmann, who continued his run of effective lineup changes. Most surprisingly, he started Omar Gonzalez over regular center back Geoff Cameron. Given Cameron’s poor performance against Portugal, this is perhaps not a huge surprise, but Gonzalez had been in poor form going into camp, saw very little action in the three World Cup tune-up matches, and played a total of three minutes in the first two World Cup games. And those three minutes included Portugal’s last-gasp equalizer, for which some felt Gonzalez was at least partly to blame. Furthermore, given Klinsmann’s penchant for players from European leagues, one would have expected Cameron (who plays in England) to start over Gonzalez (who plays in MLS). But Klinsmann again defied expectations. Gonzalez went the full 90 minutes against Germany, and justified his coach’s decision by making some timely clearances and turning in one of the best U.S. performances of the night.

Klinsmann’s other surprise substitute against Germany was Brad Davis, who played ahead of Alejandro Bedoya. Davis was not the revelation Gonzalez was against Germany; in fact he was largely a nonfactor. Bedoya came on for him in the last 30 minutes and was his usual active self. He even got a good look at goal in stoppage time, but his shot was blocked. Though he’s had a quiet tournament so far, I like Bedoya’s game, especially his defense and his ability to create chances for his teammates. (Regrettably, he’s particularly good at linking up with the absent Landon Donovan.) He’s a sometimes-overlooked player who is due for a good game against Belgium, and I think he’ll regain his starting spot against them.

Another U.S. player due for a good game is Michael Bradley. But he continues to struggle in this World Cup. He looked frustrated against Germany, trying to will himself into the game by applying high pressure that was frequently ineffective. He also had a number of giveaways. Had the U.S. been eliminated today, his overall performance probably would have ranked with Donovan’s disappointing 2006 World Cup. But of course Bradley has a chance to redeem himself against Belgium, and I don’t see a player of his quality and determination having four dud performances in a row.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Portugal, Manaus, Brazil, 6.22.14

Portugal dominated the first ten minutes of this match, scoring early after a botched clearance from U.S. center back Geoff Cameron. After that, though, it became increasingly clear that Portugal was committing players forward at the expense of its defense. When the U.S. did gain possession, Portugal looked vulnerable, leaving open vast swaths of grass for U.S. attackers to run on to. And the U.S.—a team many expected to bunker down—took full advantage, repeatedly sending fullbacks forward.

The U.S.’s aggressive tactical approach against Portugal was just one of the many surprises of this entertaining World Cup, a tournament that has Costa Rica on the verge of winning a group that contains three previous World Cup champions. Certainly no one expected that. (One Vegas sports book I checked a few weeks ago had Costa Rica as a 1000-1 shot to win the tournament.) It’s early, but nonetheless there’s a feeling that this might be the World Cup in which a dark horse—a true dark horse, not Belgium—might be the last team standing, and that that team might even emerge from the frequently dismissed CONCACAF federation. As I type this, not only has Costa Rica qualified for the round of 16, but Mexico has as well.

The U.S. team has also surprised many, and after the 2-2 draw with Portugal has a good shot of making the round of 16. Some individual U.S. players have also turned in notably unexpected performances. Jermaine Jones, for example, has long been considered the epitome of a talented but frustratingly inconsistent and undisciplined player. And yet, in the U.S.’s first two impressive 2014 World Cup showings, Jones has been the team’s most consistently effective player. And he’s only drawn a single yellow card in those two hectic contests.

Michael Bradley, by contrast, had been a pillar of consistency throughout World Cup qualifying, a universally respected player that commentators and fans climb all over each other to praise. But he played poorly in the U.S.’s opening victory against Ghana, and his performance against Portugal was defined not by redemption, but by two agonizing miscues. He failed to convert an uncontested shot from six yards out in the 55^th minute, and late in stoppage time he got run off the ball in midfield, sparking the break that led to Portugal’s tying goal.

In the months before this World Cup, many commentators insisted that if the U.S. was to emerge from Group G, it would do so because of the stellar play of Bradley, not Jones or anyone else. It might be closer to the mark to say that the U.S. has enjoyed success so far in spite of Bradley’s play. But this particular surprise actually reflects the progression of a U.S. program that now has a relatively deep talent pool and no longer needs to rely on a single player to succeed in big games against quality opponents. Some of the credit for this progression must go to current coach Jurgen Klinsmann. Many of us have criticized his public treatment of some of his players and his final roster selection, but his won-loss record so far is impressive and his team’s confident, modern and attacking style of play is often exciting.

Some of the credit must also go to Major League Soccer, which was founded less than 20 years ago and has helped develop not only Bradley, but Clint Dempsey and Tim Howard and so many of the players on the current U.S. roster. (And a few on the current Costa Rica roster, too.) The U.S.’s critical second goal against Portugal began with the German-American Jones, but then went through DeAndre Yedlin, Bradley, Graham Zusi, and Dempsey—all current MLS players who also began their careers in that league.

It will be fascinating to see how those MLS players and the rest of the U.S. team fare against the more accomplished German players on Thursday. Because while last night’s game was impressive—and I do think reflected ongoing positive changes in the U.S. program—it must be noted that Portugal was without four starters due to injuries and a suspension. And Ronaldo, who has tendinitis in his left knee, was clearly not at his best and fittest; in the 34^th minute he was already grabbing his knees in the humid conditions. German players are by contrast healthy and not serving suspensions. So Klinsmann may tell his team to shelve the overlapping runs and attacking style in favor of sitting back and looking to counter, as so many outclassed U.S. teams have done in the past. But I wouldn’t bet on it.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Ghana, Natal, Brazil, 6.16.14

The U.S. beat Ghana 2-1 in a performance that confounded expectations. The standout U.S. players of the three preceding friendlies—Michael Bradley and Fabian Johnson—were largely nonfactors. U.S. players that have reputedly been trained by Klinsmann to run all day and night spent much of the game grabbing their hamstrings and sucking wind. And the game’s hero—young substitute center back John Brooks, who scored the winning goal—was a player few thought had a chance of even making the World Cup roster after a weak performance against Ukraine in March.

Tonight’s game began furiously, with the U.S. applying pressure from the sound of the opening whistle and scoring a goal inside the first minute. The goal was stunning for its swiftness and quality. U.S. fullback DaMarcus Beasley—active and effective all game—sent a short pass up the U.S. left sideline to Jermaine Jones, who played a one-time square ball to Clint Dempsey, himself making a run towards goal about ten yards from Jones. The individual effort that followed could only have been produced by a world-class player at the height of his form. Dempsey’s first touch combined instinct, technical ability, and timing. He waited, let the ball run by and behind him, then sliced it forward with a scissoring touch, attacked and blew by a flat-footed defender, played the ball onto his left foot, and finally hit a low shot past the keeper that glanced off the far post and into the net.

It’s no shame to say that the U.S. would not rise to these heights again in this game. But it should be noted that Ghana controlled much of the next 80 minutes or so, thwarted less by effective U.S. defending than by an at-times bewildering inability to play a quality final ball into the box. Ghana settled down in the second half, and their goal—scored in the 82^nd minute—came as no surprise. It resulted from some deft combination play that included a back-heel assist in the box by Asamoah Gyan. (Gyan, U.S. fans will remember, scored the brilliant goal that eliminated the Yanks from the 2010 World Cup.) André Ayew’s slashing outside-of-the-left-foot strike beat Tim Howard near post.

By this time, both sides looked spent. This is usually an indication that at least one more goal is in a game, courtesy of tired bodies and minds and subsequent lax defending. The only question, of course, was which team would score. As is often the case, the seemingly inevitable game-winner came off a set piece, this one a corner kick by U.S. substitute winger Graham Zusi.

Perhaps because Ghana beat the U.S. in the previous two World Cups, I’d recalled their players as large, muscled individuals fully capable of matching their corn-fed U.S. counterparts. But tonight, the U.S. players appeared to me noticeably larger and more powerful than the Ghanaians, and never more so than on the winning goal. Brooks left the smaller, slighter Ghana defender John Boye trotting ineffectually in his wake as he ran onto Zusi’s cross and headed it down into the ground and from there into the net. The goal didn’t have the cathartic quality of Landon Donovan’s 2010 stoppage time winner against Algeria, of course, because for one thing Brooks’s goal didn’t put the U.S. through to the next round. But depending on how this tournament unfolds for the U.S., its fans may remember Brooks’s goal for years to come.

Aside from that goal and the critical three points it secured, the story of this game lay in injuries to U.S. players. After a promising two-goal performance against Nigeria, U.S. forward Jozy Altidore went down in the 21^st minute clutching his hamstring and had to leave the game. Center back Matt Besler, about as durable a U.S. player as there’s been in recent years, came off at halftime, apparently also due to hamstring problems. I noticed Alejandro Bedoya and Geoff Cameron stretching and/or massaging their own hamstrings during this game.

It’s speculation, of course, but anyone familiar with Klinsmann’s emphasis on fitness training must be wondering if this U.S. team has been trained too hard and not given sufficient time to recover after games and practices. This problem, or potential problem, in turn recalls the Klinsmann saga involving Donovan. Donovan, it will be remembered, claimed he needed rest after the 2012 MLS season and took the hiatus that apparently so perplexed and infuriated Klinsmann, who for all of his progressive ways and supposed optimism has some old-school, Parris-Island like views on physical fitness training. With the U.S. victory over Ghana, Klinsmann’s practices have been vindicated, at least for now. But the World Cup is a long tournament, and the final verdict is a couple of games off at least.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Nigeria, Jacksonville, Florida, 6.7.14

The U.S.’s third and final game of the so-called World Cup Send-Off Series could not have gone better for the Americans: The U.S. won; Jozy Altidore ended his scoring drought; the much-fretted-over back line played well; and the final 2-1 score line, which included a late penalty-kick goal from Nigeria, was close enough to discourage any complacency that might beset U.S. players after three straight wins.

The most impressive, even revelatory aspect of this game was the obvious technical superiority of the U.S. team over the reigning African champions. The final score actually flattered the Nigerians. Something like 3-0 would have better reflected the run of play, which was uniformly dominated by the U.S. It is easy to talk about playing proactive soccer, and nearly as easy for a team like the U.S. to play proactive soccer against a team like Azerbaijan. It’s another thing to effectively take the game to a quality team like Nigeria, and that’s just what the Yanks did yesterday.

Klinsmann deserves credit for making adjustments after the U.S.’s mostly poor defensive outing against Turkey, which ended in the same 2-1 score. But in that instance, the score line flattered the U.S. Against Nigeria, Klinsmann changed personnel and tactics, using two defensive midfielders and starting Kyle Beckerman alongside Jermaine Jones. These changes allowed U.S. fullbacks to make their attacking runs with less exposure in the back. As Klinsmann observed after yesterday’s match: “Obviously the Turkey game was a lot more open because we left too much space open. So we worked on it the last few days, we explained a lot on the whiteboard as well, and I think [the players] took it really well. They had the right focus, and it wasn’t difficult for them to open things up again.”

Speaking of defense, I should have mentioned in my last post that while the U.S. back four left Turkey attackers too much time and space, they did deserve credit for collecting themselves in the box and clogging shooting and passing lanes. Against Nigeria, the U.S. back four were even harder to break down in the box, and the starting back four—with Fabian Johnson and DaMarcus Beasley on the outside and Geoff Cameron and Matt Besler in the center—should after this performance start against Ghana in Brazil. Beasley was typically solid, his work in the 13^th minute to snuff a Nigeria buildup and draw a foul in the U.S. box being characteristic. Cameron was particularly strong in the center, blocking and otherwise preventing multiple crosses throughout the game. Besler played well too, though his clumsy challenge in the 85^th minute led to Nigeria’s penalty-kick goal and had Tim Howard pointing at his head in frustration.

Fabian Johnson, though, continues to be the U.S. back line’s brightest story. His assist on Jozy Altidore’s first goal came off a perfectly timed run in the box. The buildup—especially Alejandro Bedoya’s quick cut-back and pass to Johnson—repays multiple viewings. (As does the U.S.’s second goal, which saw Altidore run on to a Michael Bradley chip, cut the ball back to his right foot, and lash home a screamer.) Most importantly, Johnson looks good on both ends of the field, not just on the attack, and at least once against the Super Eagles he recovered after initially getting beaten. Whether Johnson’s current form and effective attacking play will carry over to group play will be something U.S. fans will watch for.

While the U.S. performance against Nigeria bodes well for the team in Brazil, and likely has heightened the concern of Ghana’s coaches, longtime soccer fans know that it’s folly to draw firm conclusions after a single performance. The U.S.’s dominating performance did I think reflect that the national team has progressed significantly in the last couple of decades. And nearly everyone agrees that this is the deepest, most technically accomplished roster ever assembled by the U.S., with Bradley, Dempsey, Altidore, Howard, and now Johnson leading the group. It should also go without saying that the U.S. is not yet among the soccer elite. Klinsmann himself was quoted in today’s New York Times Magazine as saying, “We cannot win this World Cup, because we are not at that level yet.”

Another article in today’s Magazine inadvertently supported Klinsmann’s assessment and put the U.S.’s current national team program in perspective. That article is on Lionel Messi, Argentina’s transcendent forward who is enduring his own kind of scoring slump. When a top U.S. forward endures a scoring slump, it still calls to mind not just droughts but desiccated riverbeds dotted with sun-bleached animal carcasses as far as the eye can see. Before yesterday’s two-goal performance, Altidore had gone six months without scoring a goal for club and country. Messi, by contrast and after scoring 91 goals in 69 games for club and country in 2012, had a paltry 41 goals in 44 appearances for Barcelona last season.

Of course, few countries have produced a soccer talent on a par with Messi, so the comparison is probably gratuitous. In some important ways, it’s a great time to be a U.S. soccer fan. After going from 1950 to 1990 without so much as qualifying for a World Cup, the U.S. team is now the cream of our sometimes underestimated and always fascinating FIFA confederation, and the U.S. is by most accounts a side no other national team wants to face.

Furthermore, U.S. fans don’t have the psychic burden of expectations at the heart of the New York Times article on Messi, the idea that the national team must “win it all” or agonies will be suffered. For U.S. fans, watching World Cup matches involving our boys will continue to be pleasantly nervy experiences, not cause for suicidal ideation, let alone suicide. And when this U.S. team is eliminated as Klinsmann predicts, we can all get on with the business of choosing our second team—Messi’s Argentina, or host-country Brazil, or reigning champ Spain, or even Klinsmann’s Germany—and cheering them on without the bilious feeling that “that should have been us.” I wonder if U.S. fans will have that feeling and those high expectations in my lifetime, and if on balance that would be a good thing.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Turkey, Harrison, New Jersey, 6.1.14

The U.S. back line continues to look and perhaps still be unsettled with the World Cup just two weeks off. Against Turkey, Fabian Johnson and Tim Chandler started at right and left back respectively, with Geoff Cameron and Matt Besler in the center. (DaMarcus Beasley started at left back against Azerbaijan last week.) Johnson was the strongest of the bunch. His give and go with Michael Bradley—culminating in Johnson’s powerful, flawlessly timed strike of Bradley’s chipped pass—is the kind of sequence that gave rise to the term “beautiful game” and keeps most of us watching soccer. As for Chandler, he too had a hand in the U.S.’s scoring. His cross from the corner flag early in the second half was misplayed by Turkey’s Haken Balta and set up Clint Dempsey’s tap-in goal.

Those goals of course ultimately gave the U.S. its 2-1 victory. But they shouldn’t distract us from the facts. Dempsey’s goal was a gift and the primary task of a defender is to defend, not to attack. Despite the final score, Turkey players found plenty of time space against the U.S. back line, creating numerous chances they mostly failed to take. Nuri Sahin’s 12^th-minute shot that hit the post is but one example, and Turkey had 23 shots to the U.S.’s 8.

Probably the two most troubling U.S. defensive breakdowns involved Chandler. One occurred in the 60^th minute, when Turkey’s left back switched the field of play with a looping pass to a wide-open Gokhan Gonul. Chandler and left winger Brad Davis were virtually out of the picture when Gonul ran onto the ball, and they could not recover in time to prevent his near-post shot (saved by substitute U.S. keeper Brad Guzan). Chandler was again caught out in the 89^th minute. He carelessly dwelled on the ball in his own half, was dispossessed by Mustafa Pektemek, and then beaten down the U.S. left sideline. Pektemek was initially held up by Guzan, but patiently retreated, teed up a shot, and earned a penalty kick when Cameron stopped the shot using his arm. (Presumably, the fact that the game was a friendly saved Cameron from getting sent off.) So Chandler’s breakdown led to Turkey’s only goal of the night, though as I say there could have been more.

Both of the above breakdowns recalled Chandler’s wind-sucking performance against Honduras in last February’s CONCACAF qualifier, played out in the heat and humidity of San Pedro Sula. Many thought Chandler wouldn’t recover from that performance, and indeed he didn’t participate in another U.S. match until last Tuesday. But Klinsmann clearly likes his German-American players, and five of them are going to Brazil. Speaking of which: For all those who say Landon Donovan sealed his fate by taking time off during three qualifiers—that his break signaled a lack of commitment that could not be forgiven by Klinsmann—then what are we to make of Chandler’s inclusion in the final roster? It is now a largely forgotten fact that Chandler twice turned down U.S. call-ups during this World Cup cycle, once for the 2011 Gold Cup because, as Chandler said, he was “tired,” and once for a round of World Cup qualifiers in 2012 because, as Klinsmann explained it, Chandler needed “to take a break.” Should Donovan’s bridge to Klinsmann and national team selection have been burned by his desire to take a break, but not Chandler’s?

Academic questions aside, it will be fascinating to see who starts at left back for the U.S. in Brazil. Given Beasley’s solid performances at left back during this cycle—and the U.S.’s excellent record with Beasley in the lineup—I regard him as the clear choice, especially since Chandler wilted in the Central American heat last February. And Beasley, who plays club soccer in Mexico, is accustomed to the kind of heat the U.S. will endure in Brazil. More importantly, Beasley in a U.S. shirt has consistently proved himself to be the superior defender. But while in qualifying Klinsmann may have relied on mostly MLS and Liga MX players like Beasley and the recently cut Eddie Johnson, he will in Brazil rely on a higher percentage of European-bred and -based players like Johnson and Chandler.

Not long after taking the U.S. coaching job, Klinsmann hinted that he wanted U.S. soccer to be more reflective of the United States as a whole: “I think the U.S. is a nation that wants to always be No. 1 in the world. It’s the leader in so many areas, and in a certain way you’re almost forced to be proactive in your approach to how you do things. They’re not waiting always until the other countries do something. They just do it.”

I am not sure if Klinsmann is succeeding in making U.S. soccer more successful or more reflective of U.S. “leadership” in other areas. His excellent record of wins and losses makes a strong case that he is improving the program. But if he picks Chandler over Beasley to start in Brazil, it will be another instance of Klinsmann breaking a cardinal rule of American sport and, you could argue, a cardinal rule of U.S. culture in general. That rule is: You dance with the one that brung ya.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Azerbaijan, San Francisco, 5.27.14

This World Cup preparation friendly was notable as the first U.S. match of the post-Landon Donovan era. Some would say the drabness of game—which unfolded on a cold, windy field at doomed Candlestick Park—stood as testament, or as a contrast, to the exhilarating technical quality and intelligence that Donovan brought to the U.S. side. Others—like coach Jurgen Klinsmann’s son Jonathan, who last week sent an all-caps tweet reveling in Donovan’s omission from the World Cup squad—are delighted by the downfall of “Landycakes.” I’m in the former camp, as I made clear in the very first post of this three-year-old blog, in my most recent post, and in others.

There are of course arguments to be made for and against Donovan’s omission from the final 2014 U.S. roster. It’s not hard to find them on the Internet, on podcasts, and on TV broadcasts. I will not repeat those arguments here, nor rewrite previous posts on Donovan’s merits as a player. I’ll only add that I suspect nine out of ten national team coaches in Klinsmann’s situation would have included Donovan on the final U.S. roster. Unfortunately for Donovan and his appreciators, only Klinsmann’s opinion mattered. I find it galling that Donovan won’t be in Brazil to represent the U.S. in a couple of weeks, and his absence will diminish my enjoyment of watching the team. But as pop psychologists say, it’s time to move on.

And so: The U.S. came out flat last Tuesday night against a side ranked 85^th in the world by FIFA and playing twelve time zones from home. The reliable Michael Bradley had a sloppy, turnover-filled game that included a giveaway back-pass to Omar Gonzalez early in the second half. A better team almost certainly would have punished the U.S. for that one. Bradley wasn’t alone in looking out of sorts. One of the U.S.’s most consistent defenders, Matt Besler, had a similar turnover early in the first half that led to a rare Azerbaijan shot. Jermaine Jones, playing just above the back four in the center of the midfield, was also erratic, sending a head-scratching ball directly into the Azerbaijan backline in the 16^th minute, playing a similar ball through most of the field to the Azerbaijan keeper in the 26^th, and—showing his versatility—sending yet another long ball forward and out of bounds in the 41^st.

Fortunately for the U.S., Azerbaijan players showed an even more stunning inability to get out of their own way than their opponents. As competition goes, I’d put Azerbaijan (at least on this night) at or below nearly every team the U.S. faced in last summer’s Gold Cup. And the friendly had something of the feel of one of those 2013 Gold Cup games, minus the flair and confidence showed by the U.S. players last year. Azerbaijan’s defensive tactics and general lack of quality on the night invited U.S. fullbacks to make attacking runs all game long. Fabian Johnson looked good on a few of those, especially on his dazzling dribbling run in traffic in the 56^th minute. But, really, does it matter? The U.S. will not be facing the likes of Azerbaijan, Belize or Cuba in two weeks’ time, and U.S. fullbacks will not be spending most of the match in the U.S. attacking third. This game was hardly meaningful preparation for the likes of Group G.

While the U.S. failed to score in the run of play, they did score twice off set pieces. Again, though, any optimism generated by those goals should be tempered. I can’t recall having seen a corner kick more apathetically defended than the one that produced the U.S.’s second goal. Substitute Aron Johannsson had a free run near post and was wide open when he connected on Brad Davis’s cross. Azerbaijan defenders looked like practice players who’d been instructed to stand still just this once so the attackers could work on the direction and timing of their runs. Again, that kind of thing won’t happen in Brazil. The U.S. actually had to work a bit for their first goal, which came off another dead-ball into the box by Davis and was ultimately finished by another substitute, Mix Diskerud, who crashed a rebounded shot.

Supporters of Klinsmann’s final roster selection will note that the three players directly involved in the U.S. goals—Davis, Johannsson and Diskerud—all were fighting with Donovan for a roster spot as forward and/or attacking midfielder. And those players not only scored or bagged assists on set pieces last Tuesday, they were generally effective in the run of play. A fourth player who helped usher Donovan into national team retirement—the 18-year-old German-American winger Julian Green, who plays fourth-division soccer in Germany and has played a total of 30 minutes in a U.S. shirt—did not get off the bench.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Mexico, Glendale, Arizona, 4.2.14: Jurgen Klinsmann’s Treatment of Landon Donovan

I will not add much to the hosannas already heaped on Michael Bradley for his performance last Tuesday against Mexico in a 2-2 draw. Bradley was in exceptional form in the first half of the game, which the U.S. dominated. When Bradley is on, he can play with all the brutal efficiency of a cyborg in a sci-fi flick—a hairless, expressionless, relentless, inexorable force. He took over the first half, scoring off an (atrociously defended) back-post run on a corner kick and bagging an assist via a flicked-on header into the box. In short, he fully justified the “Il Generale” nickname bestowed on him by fans during his season playing for Chievo in Italy’s Serie A.

For most U.S. fans and media, and for his current U.S. national team head coach, Bradley can do no wrong, and his occasional ineffectual stretches of play (like the bulk of his second-half performance against Mexico on Tuesday night) tend to go overlooked or unmentioned. This state of affairs will in time change, and Bradley himself is no doubt acutely aware of the vicissitudes of professional soccer. He is currently the gold standard of American soccer players, but he hardly rates on the international level, perhaps in part because he is an American. Some have argued that U.S. players abroad have to overcome negative stereotypes involving unrefined technique, creativity, and soccer IQ, though of course that’s debatable. After all, the U.S. is a growing soccer market, and soccer clubs are presumably motivated by expanding their consumer markets and by signing quality players at good prices, not by keeping American players down.

But for whatever reasons, Bradley was unable to break into the regular starting lineup at his former club, AS Roma, and he felt underappreciated by management. Bradley said of his recent move from Roma to MLS’s Toronto FC: “[A]t a certain point . . . you need a coach who sees something in you. Because otherwise it’s just a one-way street. You’re working and fighting and scrapping and clawing for any little opportunity. But if the coach doesn’t see it, it’s never going to be any real opportunity to play consistently. . . . I was done with that. I felt like I deserved more. The coach there didn’t.”

I suppose some might accuse Bradley of whining, but I think he was being honest and perceptive. (And no one with experience watching his evolution as a player would accuse him of being a whiner or lacking professional dedication.) His point is worth remembering: one coach, teacher, or boss may have faith in you, see your qualities and your promise, while another may never appreciate those aspects no matter how hard you fight. And the fact that Toronto is paying Bradley about four times more than Roma did says something about the subjectivity inherent in player evaluation.

It seems to me that Landon Donovan has not engendered much confidence in his current national team coach, and that Donovan might even take some solace from Bradley’s thoughts on leaving Roma. Klinsmann’s decision not to start Donovan against Mexico on Tuesday is I think of a piece with his treatment of Donovan during his tenure as national team coach, particularly since Donovan’s decision to take a hiatus from soccer from January through late March 2013. Klinsmann made it clear at that time that Donovan’s past accomplishments would not guarantee the player a spot on the U.S. national team when the hiatus ended. After Donovan’s return to MLS, Klinsmann said of his position on the U.S. depth chart, “I am not tossing out names, but there are players clearly ahead of Landon Donovan right now.”

The coach subsequently left Donovan off the U.S. roster for some important World Cup qualifying matches. And when the 2013 Gold Cup rolled around last summer, Klinsmann assembled what looked like a B-team roster, leaving off such MLS national team regulars as Graham Zusi, Omar Gonzalez and Matt Besler, as they had played and proved themselves in recent World Cup qualifiers. Klinsmann did, however, call in Donovan, and he then pointedly made DaMarcus Beasley the Gold Cup team captain.

Far from sulking at his need to prove himself all over again, Donovan accepted his post-hiatus situation as self-imposed, and also accepted the challenge of winning back his coach’s respect. When he heard about the April interview in which Klinsmann indicated there were players ahead of him on the U.S. depth chart, Donovan responded, “I agree with him. . . . I’ve said from the beginning that I have to earn my way back and . . . I still have a long way to go.” Donovan then went on to play with enthusiasm and flair at the 2013 Gold Cup. His team won the final, and along the way he scored five goals, had seven assists, and was named the tournament’s best player.

That Gold Cup performance, though less than a year old, is now a distant memory. As Taylor Twellman noted during the ESPN broadcast of last week’s Mexico friendly, national team soccer is about “what have you done for me lately.” The consensus of Twellman and his ESPN colleagues before, during, and after the broadcast was that Donovan is no cinch to make the trip to Brazil this summer, and that if he does he’ll probably come off the bench.

In a halftime interview that seemed to confirm these sentiments, Klinsmann told a sideline reporter that he was going to bring on Donovan, Clarence Goodson, and young national team German-American newcomer Julian Green at about the 60-minute mark, “If,” Klinsmann stressed, “things go okay.” That “if” can be read as a jab at Donovan. Klinsmann implied he was only going to bring him on if the game was well in hand.

In the event, things did not go okay in the first 15 minutes of the second half. Mexico thoroughly dominated the U.S. starting 11 during that stretch and cut the lead in half. But Donovan (along with Goodson and Green) came on anyway, and his performance was lackluster. Whether the pedestrian play resulted from tendinitis in his knee as reported, age and declining skills, Klinsmann’s lack of confidence in him, or from some combination of those and other factors is impossible to say. But after the game, Klinsmann himself downplayed the effects of Donovan’s injury and emphasized instead Donovan’s poor performance in recent trainings; not starting Donovan “was a simple decision based on where he was the last couple days. . . . He told me also this morning that he had some issues with his left knee. But he didn’t train well. He had no tempo in his training sessions. He had no higher pace, higher rhythm. He didn’t take people on.”

Donovan is not one of Klinsmann’s “core guys,” as coaches of American football often put it. As Klinsmann made clear in a February interview, his core guys are Bradley, Tim Howard, Clint Dempsey, Jozy Altidore, and Jermaine Jones. And no matter how inconsistently those last three individuals might play—and you could make strong, probably watertight arguments that each one of them has been less consistently effective for clubs and country than Donovan has been during the whole of this World Cup cycle, even accounting for the hiatus—it’s hard to imagine Klinsmann not starting any one of them against Mexico had each been available. It’s equally hard to imagine Klinsmann publicly denigrating any of them as he did Donovan in the wake of the Mexico game.

I mentioned professional dedication earlier. Some might argue that Donovan’s hiatus infuriated Klinsmann so much, that he regarded the layoff as such an egregious breach of professional etiquette that he has made it his mission to use Donovan as an example of the dire consequences of unprofessionalism. If true—and I think there’s more to Klinsmann’s treatment of Donovan than his reaction to the vacation—then I think Klinsmann has been shortsighted and uncharacteristically rigid. Off the top of my head I can think of two accomplished athletes—Michael Jordan and John Riggins—who stepped away from their respective sports for a lot longer than Donovan did, were welcomed back by their coaches, and subsequently rewarded those coaches with MVP performances in championship games. Even Vince Lombardi—supposedly the ultimate exemplar of meritocratic coaches—treated his best players differently.

Furthermore, we should not forget Klinsmann’s own kid-glove treatment of one of his core players—Jermaine Jones. Jones had a self-imposed two-month hiatus of his own in late 2011 and early 2012, courtesy of a Bundesliga suspension for stomping on an opponent. Jones has a reputation for erratic, hotheaded play, and the incident and subsequent penalty were not widely greeted with surprise. But rather than chastise Jones for continued unprofessionalism, or move players above Jones on the U.S. depth chart, or use Jones as an example to other players of how not to act, Klinsmann rushed to his core guy’s defense: “[Jones] did something where he got punished heavily, which we think was very harsh based on what he did. He apologized to everyone involved and [he’s] not getting even the opportunity to play friendly games with his club team.” Remarkably, Klinsmann not only called in the suspended Jones for the U.S. 2012 January camp, he rewarded him with a team captaincy for the U.S.’s January 21 friendly against Venezuela. If I’m not mistaken, for all of Donovan’s accomplishments in a U.S. shirt, Klinsmann has never once appointed him team captain.

Why go into all of this? Mostly to emphasize the point—made by Bradley after his move from Roma to Toronto—that soccer players, like other workers, are to an important extent at the mercy of their superiors. And they sometimes aren’t afforded the respect and rewards they, you, or I might feel are deserved under the circumstances. Other national team coaches would undoubtedly have treated Donovan differently over the past year or two, and based on his experience, recent form, and accomplishments (unparalleled in U.S. men’s soccer), many would have named Donovan as a core player, a player virtually guaranteed a spot on the 2014 World Cup finals roster. But Klinsmann seems intent on knocking Donovan off his perch and ushering in the post-Donovan U.S. soccer era sooner than many of us would wish.

U.S. Men’s National Team v. Ukraine, Larnaca, Cyprus, 3.5.14

If the U.S.’s last match was the most meaningless of this World Cup cycle, its recent match against Ukraine may have been the most notable, if only for political-historical reasons. The game—originally scheduled to be held in Kharkiv, Ukraine—was played instead in Cyprus due to the unfolding Ukrainian popular revolution. The last-minute venue change to neutral soil resulted in an almost empty stadium. The ESPN announcers estimated there were 1,500 fans on hand, and about two thirds of those looked to be Ukrainian supporters. Given the events now gripping their home country, I hope those supporters derived some happiness from their boys spanking the U.S. 2-0 in a game that should have resulted in an even more lopsided score line.

The man of the match was Ukraine’s winger Andriy Yarmolenko, who plays his club soccer for Dynamo Kiev, and who has generated interest from Liverpool and no doubt other major clubs. He had his way with U.S. left back Edgar Castillo, scoring a goal, scoring another that was probably incorrectly disallowed, nearly scoring another, and putting an (unconverted) goal on a platter for a teammate, all in the first half. That half ended 1-0 in favor of Ukraine, but it should have ended something like 3-0.

As for Castillo, I have made the point again and again: he looks good going forward, but he’s a glaring defensive liability. That he continues to get chances to play left back under Jurgen Klinsmann mystifies me. After this performance, his chances may be exhausted. He was badly burned in the 30^th minute by Yarmolenko, who, after passing the ball towards his own goal, timed his midfield run perfectly and left Castillo trotting ineffectually after him into a yawning gap. Yarmolenko ultimately dragged a shot wide, but every U.S. soccer fan must hope the sequence isn’t a horrible foreshadowing of 2014 World Cup Group G play.

Two of the other three U.S. starting defenders didn’t play much better. The unusual center-back pairing of John Brooks and Oguchi Onyewu produced low yields. They seemed out of position all game long, and were certainly caught out on both goals. On the second, they were in or near the midfield circle, pressing relatively high up the field in an attempt to win possession. Ukraine’s Marko Devic deftly chipped a loose ball over Brooks to teammate Roman Bezus, who returned the favor with a header behind the defense. Remarkably, after Devic’s long dribbling run into the U.S. box and a deflected initial shot, Brooks and Onyewu were still not in on the play. As a result, Devic collected the ball, struck again, and scored.

It is forgivable for a central defender to get caught out of position when playing with a new partner and an entirely new back line. It is not forgivable to fail to hustle back after making the initial mistake. Klinsmann will remember Brooks’s and Onyewu’s weak efforts on that second goal when he finalizes the 2014 World Cup roster. And I’d guess Brooks’s and Onyewu’s respective chances of making that roster are now close to zero.

The remaining U.S. defensive starter against Ukraine—Geoff Cameron—had the group’s lone good performance. Despite two bad crosses over the end line in the 11^th and 31^st minutes, he looked solid defending, good in the air, and dangerous on attack. The U.S. had only one decent opportunity in the first half, a nice buildup in the 27^th minute that ended with Cameron’s overlapping run down the U.S. right and his cross to the top of the six. (In the nearly empty stadium, you could hear Klinsmann yelling from the sideline, “Good, that’s better!”) Cameron also looked impressive early in the second half. In the 51^st minute he worked with Alejandro Bedoya and Clint Dempsey to maintain possession, then got free to send in another good cross. Jozy Altidore got his head on that one, but thanks to a well-timed nudge from a Ukraine defender, he couldn’t elevate enough to keep the ball down.

After Cameron’s Ukraine performance—and given his regular playing time with Stoke City, his versatility, and the thin pool of high-quality U.S. defenders—he is, or should be, as much of a lock for Brazil as Michael Bradley himself.

Aside from Cameron and the ever-reliable Tim Howard, the only other U.S. starter to impress was Bedoya. It’s not a stretch to say that Bedoya was more effective on defense than three-fourths of the U.S. back line. He made two strong defensive headers in the first half alone, I think more than the U.S. center backs made over the course of the entire match. He was also effective attacking. The U.S. didn’t create many chances, but when they did Bedoya was involved. His late corner kick, for instance, found substitute forward Aron Johannsson at the far corner of the box. (Johannsson took it well, but his technical one-time volley was cleared off the line by a Ukraine defender.)

On the whole, though, this game was a dud for the U.S. And it was a dud involving almost exclusively Europe-based players. (Only Dempsey and Castillo now play outside Europe.) Klinsmann mercifully didn’t call in MLS players, since their season starts today and there are CONCACAF Champions League matches early next week. MLS players who hope to make the U.S. World Cup roster and are still on the bubble must have watched the U.S. performance against Ukraine with hope. Others watching around the world—not a numerous group, I’d imagine—must have been struck by the dearth of U.S. quality on display. If it wasn’t clear before this game, it was clear afterwards: MLS, not the major European leagues, is now home to the U.S.’s best field players. There are good reasons for both celebrating and lamenting this fact, but that’s a subject for another time.