Ever since I can remember, soccer has had a profound impact on my life. Some of my happiest memories involve the sport. From scoring my first goal to winning the Atlanta Cup, I refuse to think of a world in which soccer was not a part of my life.
Over the past few years, the sport has also changed my outlook on the world. It has taught me valuable lessons that I feel many of us currently lack in today’s ‘Trumptopian’ society.
In the summer of 2018, my family and I traveled back to our second home, Sandefjord, Norway. The tranquil south coast town has offered us an annual escape from the hectic life in America we have sadly become accustomed to. As is the case with most European towns, soccer is one of the king sports in Sandefjord, especially during the summer months.
As we so often do on our first day back, my friends, family and I made our way down to the local soccer pitch to take part in some pick-up matches. But this time, our experience was completely different. In many ways, it was life changing.
We noticed a new family hanging around the field, playing among themselves and asked them for a match. I could tell straight away the family was Middle Eastern, and most likely had immigrated to Norway. As it turned out, they were from Afghanistan and were new to the city. They were able to speak a little bit of broken Norwegian as they agreed to our offer for a family vs. family matchup of epic proportions. USA vs. Afghanistan, but this time there would be no bloodshed.
As we became comfortable with each other, the sport helped us bond. Soon, we began mixing players up and exchanging talk of our favorite clubs and idol players. Naturally, the Afghans were die-hard supporters of Real Madrid, the Spanish super club that had recently broken the hearts of my club, Liverpool FC, by defeating them in the 2018 Champions League Final. They never let me hear the end of it, but I enjoyed the banter nonetheless.
You see, when we were together on the pitch, it eliminated any language or cultural barriers we may have faced in public. For those few hours, we were one collective group of soccer nerds. Nobody batted an eye at the fact Americans were playing together with Afghans, there was no reason to even consider the fact our countries were involved in a brutal war on terrorism.
Soon after my trip to Norway, Atlanta United lifted the MLS Cup and -no pun intended- united our city. Ironically, it was our team’s Latin American flair and backbone that proved pivotal to our success. Now think about that for a second or two. A soccer club, coached by and heavily influenced by Latin Americans, united a Southeastern United States city. Now tell me again, why has our nation has spent the last few years arguing that Latin American immigrants have been our “downfall”? Just look to the sport of soccer. If our two cultures can thrive together on the pitch, why can’t we thrive together off it?
Maybe you believe I am wrong to use a global sport as evidence to how our world’s many cultures can come together at any time and accomplish great things, but if that is so, I urge you to put aside any prejudices or fears you may have and take a step outside your comfort zone. Let the sport show you, as it has shown me, how our world’s plethora of cultures can always unite for a good time.