Transient

My second article has just appeared on The Fighting Cock. Here's an excerpt:

I first met Emmanuel Adebayor in Madrid in 2011. It had been a magical year, and the night was just one of those nights that seemed to promise that it will always be this way — we’ll always be under the lights at the Santiago Bernabéu for the Champions league quarter-finals.

As the anthem blared in my ears on that Wednesday afternoon in Brooklyn, I sipped my beer and studied the faces of our opponents. Like in a police line-up the usual suspects were revealed in front of us until the camera passed a face unfamiliar to me: a tall dark man with an African name.

Read the rest here.