Soccer in Sun and Shadow by Eduardo Galeano: Book Review

Author of Soccer In Sun and Shadow, Uruguayan journalist Eduardo Galeano is best known in North America as the author of Open Veins of Latin America: Five Centuries of the Pillage of a Continent. That novel made headlines (and vaulted to #2 on the Amazon sales list) when Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez publicly handed US President Barack Obama a copy of the book, which is about the foreign exploitation of Latin America.

Open Veins is widely considered to be a leftist-leaning and in the early 1970s was banned by the right-wing military government, not only in Uruguay, but in Chile and Argentina as well.

Soccer in Sun and Shadow is listed as a history of world soccer. While that is true, that’s not the reason to read this book. It’s in no way a comprehensive tome on the beautiful game. In stark contrast to other books, Galeano does not give a play-by-play recount of each World Cup or dive into the minutiae of particular eras.

The book opens with a few lyric sketches — The Player, The Idol, The Fan. These are Galeano’s romanticized notions but are the same ones that many of us cling to as well. Many of these sections revived my own idealized notions of football. When we dream of football, we dream about the world Galeano writes of — not the modern noise of agents, transfer fees and endorsement deals. We dream of the pure simplicity of a ball at our feet and the sunshine on our faces.

The general style of the text at first reminded me of what you’d read on old baseball or football cards. Short stories about certain players but at times told with a little more panache. As I read more, the sections began to remind me of an older uncle recounting anecdotes of players they’d watched and been awed by. This approach is not completely successful as there are a few stories that seemed to lack a point.

However, in among Galeano’s free flowing anecdotes are some wonderful gems. One line in particular really struck me —

“The machinery of the spectacle grinds everything up in its path” 

This Twitter-sized thought, so perfect for the social-media driven time we now live in, encapsulates much of what is wrong in football. Start with transfer speculation. One has to wonder if the daily grind of Cesc to Barcelona stories had as much to do with eroding Arsenal’s resolve as any amount of money could have done. When that saga finishes a new grind begins. Gareth Bale to Real Madrid. Wayne Rooney to Chelsea. The machine feeds itself and its appetite seems endless.

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