It's World Cup time. Thirty-two nations are being represented in South Africa as they compete in "the beautiful game" for a chance to hold aloft soccer's World Cup trophy. Of course, the four years of bragging rights are a sought-after bonus, as well.
I tease my wife Ellen that I notice a pronunciation change to her birth name of Wagner whenever the World Cup rolls around - suddenly her birth name takes on a clear German sound, more like 'Vogner.'
In the spirit of the World Cup, I thought I should re-publish an earlier post about soccer in the Hadden family (from September 2009):
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Soccer has deep traditions around the world. Many fanatics ‘religiously’ follow their favourite soccer, or perhaps more properly, football clubs. Last night, my son, John and I took in a match featuring the fabled Scottish side Glasgow Celtic. Although raised in the Canadian tradition of hockey, John has developed a soccer expertise, complete with favourite teams in various leagues. So how did a young man, raised in the hockey mad culture of
With the 'Shipbuilders' up by by a score of 3 - 1 midway through the second half of the game, "Lancs got back into the game when John Hadden rifled home a penalty kick, but that was as close as they got." Unlike some of today's sold-out stadium matches, only 20 spectators were on hand to witness John Hadden's goal.
I've heard some claims that family traits could be observed through up to five generations. Could a love for the 'beautiful game' be such a trait in the Hadden lineage?
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