So how about this? without the NYT link, I'd have missed entirely the Conifa World Cup Final 2018 in which Karpatalya beat N.Cyprus on the penalty shoot-out. Below red card for Tibet against Abkhazia:
congeries | gallimaufry | rattle | grab-bag | bailiúchán} of states which don't feel they are represented by their central government. Here are the boys [afaik it's only boys for the moment; possibly because some of these ConIFA places don't allow women out on the streets] who made the final 16:
|Group ‘A’||Group ‘B’||Group ‘C’||Group ‘D’|
|Cascadia||N. Cyprus||Székely land||Panjab|
|Ellan Vannin||Abkhazia||Matabeleland||UTD Koreans|
ConIFAis a sort of parallel universe to FIFA and I'm sure they have a cleaner record than FIFA the bigger, super-corrupt body which oversees world soccer. Deconstruction of the whole sorry story of money, power and soccer in the LRB. It was founded in 2013 by Sascha Düerkop and Per-Anders Blind when they announced that Sápmi [United Lappland] would host the first non-FIFA, non-UEFA World Cup at Östersund a city in Sápmi with a considerably bigger population than, say, Barawa. That tournament of giants was won by the County of Nice. Two years later, ConIFA met in Abkhazia, and, like England in 1966, the home team used their advantage to win the competition. This year's 2018 event was hosted by "Barawa" but actually took place in London sponsored by Paddy Power the Irish bookmakers. Twice as many Somalis live in London as in Barawa. It's like the second biggest Portuguese city in terms of population is Paris. It's all good fun until teams <Zanzibar> cannot secure visas to the host country and have to be replaced at the last minute. Or teams <Padana> get expelled for "procedural irregularities". Or members <Kiribati> can't find enough money to send 11 players to some distant location. I'll try to remember to follow events in 2020.
Note: Konnichi-wa is short for konnichi wa gokiken ikaga desu ka? or 今日はご機嫌いかがですか？= How are you feeling today? in the same way as folk at The Institute interpreted my bright Hiya as "How are you?" and told me <TMI> just exactly how they are</TMI>. After a while I changed the greeting to "G'day" in honour of my sagacious Kiwi cousin Trevor, which scotches any more than a token response.