Fútbol club began with an email

Greg sent the email in the morning.

An intro, a sentence, a sign-off: If we wanted to play soccer, go to the Williamsburg patches of turn at 9th and Kent at 7 p.m. The fields were good, but still posed a standard New York question: What to do if crowds of players like ourselves drove away any chance of claiming our own game. Greg explained: The alternative green space of McCarren park lay nearby.

I never replied, but my yes, I hope, was apparent.