Edited 8/14 10:13 am.

A prelude.

During my daily jog the other week, I passed three Little League age boys, each wearing the jersey of his favorite team and player.

Who might you guess? Yankees/ Jeter? Reds/ Votto? Dodgers/ Kershaw?

Nice try.

Two were with their father. One brother had on a Real Madrid replica with “Ronaldo” on the back. The other, a signature red and blue vertical striped F.C. Barcelona shirt, with, of course, “Messi” on the back.

When I made a comment while trundling past about how the youngsters “must really get along,” — those teams and players are bitter rivals in La Liga — dad just laughed.

About a block away — same day, same street — another youngster was trailing along behind his older sister. She, dressed as if ready for the Miley Cyrus concert though it was still days away, was talking on her cellphone.

He was dawdling in his Wayne Rooney Man U. kit. Continue reading Louisville Cardinal Soccer Goes Big Time →