Most of us have been priced out of the FIFA 2026 events; what with the dynamic ticket pricing and re-sales, prohibitively costly travel; we’re having to make do with watching the beautiful game at the sports bar. Which is exactly what I did this Saturday at 6PM Eastern Time.
Walking into the sports bar, there was nothing apparently unusual in the atmosphere. No group of fans hooked onto some huge life-sized screen. No fan fare concerning the FIFA World Cup 2026. No sports regalia. Just several screens showing baseball, basketball and the usual USA sports catalog. In panic I walked around searching for a lucky screen showing the World Cup.
Finally, I got lucky! At the corner of one of the bars, a screen showing the World Cup, hurray!! But my bar ‘neighbors’ did not seem interested. The one guy and his lady contemplating the game at the corner of his eye immediately stood up with his partner and moved to the darts section instead.
I had already lost 7 minutes into the game. The players were going through their paces. From what I could see through the flat screen TV, the stadium was looking 80% plus yellow – Brazil fans wearing their teams colors. A few sections showed red – for Morocco. I think I spotted the NYC Mayor, Zohrani Mamdani in RED.
Then Morocco scored. Even from the TV screen I could feel the silence in the stadium. Brazil, the World favorites were down 0-1 in favor of Morocco; thanks to a 21-minute chance conversion by Moroccan front-man striker I. Saibari. However this goal lead was not to be sustained for long.
When Vini Junior replied with a clinical finish on minute 32 I jumped off my seat and screamed. Fortunately I was not the only mad man in the bar. Apparently, something sparked in the darts section as I heard some shouts from there as well. I mistakenly thought those guys were just playing darts: but a soccer screen had surfaced I their area. I noticed that some eyes in the bar seemed distantly interested, like peeping Toms who don’t want the world to know they’re watching.
Then one gentleman of Italian descent approached my now empty side of the bar and sat besides me. Since there wasn’t any further shift in the scoreline, he managed to steal some conversation with me, whilst angling some activity on his smart phone. This guy gave an analytical explanation of the subdued atmosphere in the bar. Football (Soccer) was not his favorite sport, although he was a general lover of all sports. He started to compare all American sports to soccer. How the soccer players tended to feign injury in the dying minutes of the game, or when the going got tough, is what in his view turned off American fans. Soccer was the game US people kind of started with growing up until they logically moved on to basketball, baseball or American football.
By this time another fella had showed up in our area, sporting a Laker’s sleeveless T-shirt; courtesy of the sweltering summer heat. The bartender lady offered him another screen for basketball. He was rooting for the Knicks in the Knicks-Spurs NBA final. He said since the NBA game was not on yet, he’d ‘settle’ for the soccer ‘next door’. He was also fiddling something on his phone meanwhile, somewhat unperturbed by the proceedings between the yellow versus red.
Eventually the game ended 1-1, much to the relief of both the Brazil and Morocco fans, I guess!? It was time for me to vacate, a precaution in case I make an uneducated comment about things that should not be spoken concerning other sports that other folks love.