On the Ball & Off the Wall: Ugly days in Europe
The specter of racism haunts soccer
BY CHIP YOUNG
Imagine you are at Gillette Stadium, watching the New England Patriots play the
New York Jets. Curtis Martin, the Jets star running back, takes a handoff and
suddenly a person sitting near you stands up, screams, "Get that black
bastard!," and the fans around him start making monkey noises.
The offensive gent would most likely find himself up to his neck in stadium's
concrete floor. But in Europe, this type of behavior in the stands is actually
increasing, with vicious racist taunts, including both of the instances cited
above, being leveled at some of the best black players in Britain and on the
continent.
Shameless remarks from opposing fans in America have largely gone past taunts
that include race. This is due to a growing sense of decency, and the fact that
calling someone a black bastard or the like is apt to get you a beating, at the
least, with full approval of the surrounding sports fans. The very worst thing
I've seen in recent years was some moron in New Jersey holding up a sign
reading, "Stab Pierce Again" -- alluding to the knifing attack on Celts' star
forward Paul Pierce in a Boston pool hall -- during the National Basketball
League's Eastern Division finals last year between the New Jersey Nets and
Boston Celtics. But even this bozo couldn't hold a candle to Scottish soccer
fans.
The two Glasgow teams, Celtic and Rangers, known as the Old Firm, which are
the elite clubs in Scotland, have engaged in sectarian chants and violence for
ages. Celtic is the traditional Catholic side, while Rangers take pride in the
team's Protestant roots. Until three decades ago, neither squad had even
fielded a member of the other's predominant religion, and one of Rangers'
oft-repeated taunting songs has lyrics that boast of being, "Up to our knees in
Fenian blood." There's a charming lyric.
This religious affiliation even spans the Irish Sea, in the worst way. Celtic
are beloved by Irish and Northern Irish Catholic supporters. And it goes both
ways. Within the last month, Neil Lennon, the captain of Northern Ireland
national team, who plays his club soccer in Scotland for Celtic, received a
very plausible -- and frightening -- death threat from a sectarian Protestant
group prior to an international match in Belfast. Fearing for his life, he
promptly declared this the last time he would play for his country.
The vile antagonism extended even to America. After the attacks on September
11 Claudio Reyna, captain of the US national team and then playing for Rangers,
went to take a corner kick, hard by the Celtic fans' end of the field. In what
became a notorious video and photo, a Celtic fan stood up behind Reyna with his
arms outstretched, imitating an airplane in flight -- a blatant reference to
the Twin Towers horror. He probably didn't even realize that Reyna is from
Kearny, New Jersey, a suburb of metropolitan New York.
Pretty brutal behavior by any standards, but not unknown to either Rangers or
Celtic fans. When the Rangers signed Mark Walters in 1987, he was not only
their first black player, but the first in the Scottish Premier League. How did
Celtic respond? During Walters's first game at Ibrox Park, Rangers' home
ground, Celtic fans wore gorilla suits, threw bananas at him, and made monkey
noises every time he touched the ball. There's class and intelligence for
you.
This racism abated a bit as more and more black players took the stage in
Europe. The Netherlands, France, and England have all started fielding a number
of back stars, and even Germany and Poland now have black players, albeit
naturalized Africans, which makes it a bit hypocritical for their fans to abuse
those players wearing their country's shirt.
But in the last months, supporters of teams like Valencia (Spain), PSV
Eindhoven (Holland), and Hadjuk Split (Yugoslavia), have verbally abused black
players from English club teams when they played in Europe, and black players
on England's national team have been jeered by racist taunts in Slovakia and
Bulgaria. These are the new hooligans, with a much more visceral hatred
surrounding their actions.
The European Football Federation (UEFA) has been quick to clamp down on this
abhorrent practice, fining teams for the behavior of their "fans." But it is
case of the horses being out of the barn, and it doesn't look to be abating,
especially, as in many places, the rich are getting richer and the poor poorer.
But when the situation extends to elite teams like PSV Eindhoven and Valencia,
who have long supported and employed black players, the situation is obviously
quite serious. UEFA recently tagged Eindhoven for a huge fine because of the
racist taunts directed by supporters at the black players of Arsenal, the
reigning English champions, which include those of French, English, and
Nigerian descent, during a European Cup match.
America may have its oafs in the stands with their replica jerseys and too
much alcohol fueling their fire, but we have been blessedly free of such
mutated thinking. We have also struggled through extremely difficult
confrontations sparked by race and will doubtless do so. If nothing else, the
US remains a racist society; it is just that those who promote this virulent
behavior know they are in the minority, and that they have a good chance of
ending up with missing dental work if they publicly air their views.
There is no place for race issues in sports, which has been the great
equalizer for centuries. Let us hope that the ethnically Balkanized Europeans
address these issues, or that the world's governing football bodies, which have
penalized those teams with hooligan supporters, will perhaps take a stand on
this subject, and if need be, banish future World Cups, the biggest sporting
event in the world, from the stadiums of racists. There is no place, for them,
in this world or that of sports.
Post-mortem. In an effort to give proper due to some fans, who if not
color blind, at least are accepting of our racial differences, there is the
delightful story of the Irish national team center back Paul McGrath
(pronounced "Ma-GRAH"), a rarity as a black competing for Ireland, who was
beloved for his wild lifestyle, which included much wine, many women, and a few
songs. The chant in his honor by Irish fans during national team matches was
"Ooh-ahh, Paul McGrath." When Nelson Mandela became president of South Africa,
he was given the highest honor in Ireland, the "walk of the city" in Dublin, in
which he paraded throughout the city's streets with the mayor to be cheered by
the Irish. But after the first few blocks, the Irish fans gave Mandela their
own special tribute, with their legendary wit on display, chanting, "Ooh-ahh,
Paul McGrath's Da!" for the length of his honorary stroll.
Issue Date: November 1 - 7, 2002
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