The year of 2010 is almost over. For women’s football fans in USA it was a year of ups and downs, of happiness and of sorrow.
As I sit in front of my computer to compose my last post of the year, I stare deep into my glass of Chimay blue, and reflect on the gallant effort of the Chicago Red Stars and FC Gold Pride owners, and believe that despite their setbacks, better days are coming for fans of women’s football in this country.
I tip my hat to the Whislers, the Weavers, the NeSmiths, of this world. Those who have risked and given much to the sport. I pity  those who lived without infamy and without praise. Mingled are they with that caitiff choir of the angels, who were not rebels, nor were faithful to God, but were for themselves.†(Dante’s Inferno)
As 2011 beckons, for all of us who love this sport and want to make it sustainable, hope springs eternal.
I lift my glass to the continuing survival of women’s professional soccer in this country and to a USA victory in Germany.
As I dream of US sports media regularly covering women’s football, as I dream of an USSF as committed to the women’s side of the equation as Mother Theresa was committed to those who required help, as I dream of sports companies supporting the grass-roots women’s football as much as they will support a 10th pick in the NBA or NFL drafts this coming year, a Happy New Year, to you and yours.
