by Katie-Jay | Apr 30, 2013
On my first trip to the Darfuri refugee camps of eastern Chad, Gabriel and I played four against 15 with sandals perched in the sand for goal posts. Since the other team didn’t assume I could really play, they left me unmarked. My first goal resulted in lots of...
by Gabriel | Mar 30, 2012
The look on their faces was like they had just gotten off of a roller coaster, wide-eyed and wider smiles. Immediately after getting out of the car, they came over and hugged us, somehow knowing that we, this odd looking group of westerners, had to be the ones coming...
by Katie-Jay | Oct 3, 2011
Soccer has been an integral part of my life. I was – and still am – a tough player. My coaches nicknamed me “Evil Jay,” since I would pretty much do anything to get that soccer ball away from my opponents. Although I was never captain, I took pride in...