“I was the captain of my soccer team in college. I was the...

“I was the captain of my soccer team in college. I was the goalie. I’d have loved to play professionally but the timing wasn’t right. Major League Soccer didn’t start until I was 28. I did everything I could to keep playing though. I joined a Caribbean league in the Bronx. A Colombian league in Queens. I formed my own amateur team and we won ten summer championships in a row. I’m forty-eight now. I’m the oldest guy on the team so it takes a lot of extra work to stay in shape. I’ve had two knee surgeries. My reflexes are still there but the body is just slower to react. Most of the time I can compensate with my experience. I’ve seen everything one million times. I’ll know that ninety percent of the time in a given situation, the player will make a cross, and I can put myself in the best possible position. But the wisdom doesn’t compensate for the physical like it used to. Last year we lost a semifinal game because I was two inches short of a save. I can see the horizon rising.”