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Soccer Banter

F.C. Porto: My Club, My Passion

5/21/2013

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Futebol Clube do Porto has been in both my head and heart for as long as I can remember. A club steeped in history and tradition with nearly one hundred and twenty years of existence. A club whose jersey is unmistakably recognizable and a club whose supporters live and die with each kick of the ball. A club that I love, a club that my father loves, my brother loves, and a club I hope one day my son will grow to love as well.

I learned how to love the club by watching my father. There are three things I am certain of regarding my old man. 1. He is a blue collar man, 2. He enjoys a glass of red wine and 3. He is a Portista! My dad bleeds blue and white. I can clearly remember Sunday mornings as a kid, the radio blaring as my dad sat at the dining room table listening to the game. The Commentators were extraordinary. You could feel their passion vibrate through the air as you listened to them call every detail of the game. They made a throw-in sound as exciting as a Broadway production. I would often sit with my eyes closed trying to imagine the game as they verbalized it, picturing every pass, every shot, and every save. I would get lost in it. I could see the players in their broad blue and white striped kits; I could see the emotion on their faces, I saw the fans and I could see the field. I would sit there captivated by it all, trying to hang on to each word (spoken in Portuguese) as I tried to keep up with the fast talking broadcasters. I was waiting, waiting for that moment. GOAL!!!! GOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLL….. GOAL, GOAL, GOAL, Goal do Porto! The way they called a goal was unbelievable. It felt like they held the word goal for hours. I would always try to emulate them and attempt to hold it as long as they did, but often without success. Dad was also hanging onto each word and he always knew the goal was coming before I did. He would bang his fist down on the table, shout a quick “Goal” and pop up out of his chair in excitement. While the shouts of goal echoed out of the radio, Dad was sprinting around the table like a giddy school boy. 



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As I got a bit older, when we weren’t at home listening on the radio, we could often be found at the local social club watching the game projected onto a large wall.  The club was able to get the direct feed from Portugal so we would go down and watch it in a Smokey men’s club. These trips were reserved for the big games against either Benfica or Sporting.  Forty to fifty men would pack the room to shout insults at the TV. They would criticize every faulty touch, dying a little inside every time a chance went begging and bursting into absolute ecstasy when a goal was scored. The day was an event with the match as the centerpiece.  People would arrive early to eat and drink in preparation for the match. I and the other kids would hover around the foosball table waiting for our chance to get a game.  I remember the sights, sounds, and smells of those afternoons. I remember begging my dad for quarters to play the video games or to buy a bag of salt and vinegar chips. I remember being with my dad, falling in love with the game and the team because he loved it.

I have followed Porto ever since those early childhood days. The last 11 years however have been an unbelievable times for the Portistas! We have celebrated 9 Domestic League titles, 5 Domestic Cups, 1 UEFA Cup, 1 Champions League title, and 1 Europa League championship. But still I feel unfulfilled. I have unfortunately never had the opportunity to watch my team in person. It remains at the top of my bucket list and I hope to one day sit in the Estadio do Dragao and take in all of the sounds and sights this great stadium has to offer. If this dream were to materialize you would probably find me sitting in the stands with my eyes closed, taking my mind back to my childhood and watching my dad running around the table celebrating the goal as if he had scored it himself.

These memories are fresh in my mind and ones that I will both carry with me and cherish forever. This is the starting point; this was where my love affair with the game and FC Porto started. This is the reason why I played the game, coached the game and now dedicate my life to the game. F.C. Porto. My Club. My Passion.



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Porto Fan
5/21/2013 02:50:33 am

Tears.

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glix
5/28/2013 11:01:16 pm

great read bro. Your choice of team, well that leaves something to be said. its time to change the course of history. ur son has the chance to become a fan of the mighty mighty Manchester united. this would b the best thing for all parties(come on he has a chance to be a red devil, nothing better!!!) we would welcome him with open arms, even if his father strayed.

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    Eric Da Costa

    Da Costa, a Quinnipiac alum, enters his ninth season on the sidelines of his alma mater.  He supports FC Porto and his favorite player to watch is Lionel Messi. 

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