Leon Krauze

I Love Messi, But I'm Rooting for Germany. Here's Why You Should, Too.
I know it makes me a traitor. But neuer deutscher Fußball has won me over.
July 10, 2014

I know it makes me a traitor. But neuer deutscher Fußball has won me over.

Teaching My Six-Year-Old Son About Mexico's Much Older World Cup Curse
Name your poison, we've taken it.
June 30, 2014

After the most abrupt shifts of emotions he'd ever experienced, a vexing question: How to explain fate to a six-year-old? 

Luis Suarez Is a Beast
On the taxonomy of strikers, the Uruguay star is an apex predator
June 20, 2014

The Uruguay star and the grand tradition of strikers who seek to destroy 

In Praise of "The Louse": The Transformation of Miguel Herrera, Mexico's Mercurial, Wonderful Coach
Always screaming, but no longer angry
June 15, 2014

Always screaming, but no longer angry

The Pleasures of Rooting Against Brazil
No team has ever acted so entitled to World Cup glory.
June 11, 2014

No team has ever acted so entitled to World Cup glory. 

Leon Krauze's Best and Worst
July 07, 2010

Best team: Germany. Consistently dynamic, the German team was dazzling from start to finish. Beckenbauer wasn’t exaggerating when he said that the performance against Argentina was perhaps the best game ever by a German team. The maturity shown by the German side was even more impressive when one considers the team’s youth: Manuel Neuer is 24 years old, Mesut Ozil is 21, Bastian Schweinsteiger – that veteran – is 25. That’s just amazing. Generous, hardworking and even humble, the Germans were the opposite of the odious French or the smug Argentines.

Brazil Betrays Itself
July 02, 2010

To be very honest, Brazil’s defeat did not surprise me. From the very beginning, I found the team rigid, overly physical and lacking in authentic creativity. It tells you something abut the Brazilian team that everybody’s been gushing about Lucio and Juan and the rest of Dunga`s defensive set-up. All of a sudden, it was wonderful that both central defenders weren’t “shy about advancing of the field”, as my very esteemed colleague Aleksandar Hemon put it. Well, yes. It’s always nice to see defenders willing to attack.

I Have A Dream
June 25, 2010

Four years ago, Mexico had a chance to make history by bringing down Argentina. I was there, in Leipzig, in that beautiful, modern stadium built literally inside the shell of the older, pre-war arena. It truly was a gorgeous sight. And when the Mexican team went up with Marquez’s goal early in the game, it became even more so. But it didn’t last. The Argentines tied soon enough and then, with a goal endlessly repeated in our nightmares, won with a kick that surprised even its modestly talented author, Maxi Rodríguez. It was sad. Once again, Argentina proved unbeatable.

Winning for “El Mariscal”
June 20, 2010

There are several reason why I enjoyed Paraguay’s victory over Slovakia. First, there’s the obvious. As almost every Paraguayan team in history, this group understands football first as a physical game. It is no coincidence that Paraguay is one of the few teams in the world—and certainly in this continent—so clearly identified with the ancestral values of its indigenous people, the Guaranies. This is not “el equipo paraguayo”; this is “el equipo guarani.” The indomitable culture of the Guarani is as much a part of Paraguayan football culture as Maori tradition for New Zealand.

Viva México
June 18, 2010

Excuse me if I lose my journalistic objectivity when I say: ¡viva México! It’s not only that Aguirre’s men played a wonderful game tonight: air-tight defending, wonderful ball rotation and physical fitness that, as far as I’ve seen, is probably the best in the whole tournament. By the end of the match, even Jeremy Toulalan—by far the most committed of Domenech’s disappointing team—simply wanted to throw in the towel. Mexico didn’t lose pace or focus for one second.

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