The Spurs Go Marching to Madrid
They Don't Quit: The Spurs Go Marching to Madrid I remember the first time I had ever watched a Premier League match. It was Chelsea v. Manchester United, Remembrance Day, England's version of Veterans' Day. I had never watched a full English soccer match in my life. Having grown up in a household that cherished NFL Sundays, NHL weeknights and college lacrosse Saturdays, soccer was literally what many other Americans find it: a foreign sport that was slow, dull, and only had about 10 or so instances of actual excitement. But when I went to college and joined a fraternity full of former high school and current club soccer players, it was only a matter of time before I was hooked on soccer, particularly the Premier League. I knew it was incredibly popular in America, but I didn't really think I would catch on. Now, I find myself waking up at 7:30am some Saturday mornings to watch Tottenham play (if they have the early match). I can't get enough of Spurs; I've...