![]() Wambach is wildly undisciplined compared to Lloyd’s painfully perfect image (always fit, a long-term boyfriend who becomes her husband, incredibly kind). ![]() In high school, Wambach struggles with her sexual identity, which she hides from her parents until she goes to college. She’s convinced by a sibling to keep playing. Each chapter title is a label she would give herself, such as “rebel,” “teammate,” “lesbian,” “depressive,” and “captain.” The story begins with little Abby, who excels at soccer but doesn’t love it. While Lloyd’s book focused largely on soccer itself, even giving a play-by-play of the more important games, Wambach looks at her identity. She played on the same teams as Abby Wambach, whose 2016 memoir, Forward, takes a different approach to the same subject: what is it like to be a professional female soccer player when such a thing didn’t exist that long ago? ![]() A few years ago, I read Carli Lloyd’s 2016 memoir, When Nobody Was Watching. Around the same time period, women’s professional soccer has grown in leaps and bounds, garnering well-deserved attention for the success of the women’s team in the Olympics, the Women’s World Cup, and the fight for pay equality. In the last five years, I’ve gotten into soccer. ![]()
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