T. has posted a very interesting article about the French view of women playing soccer. When I was visiting her last year, I poo-pooed her when she talked about how the French would freak out when she mentioned that she’d played soccer for most of her life. “Oh whatever,” I replied. “You’re so over-sensitive, T!”

Then, over dinner with two very fantastic sweet French friends, I watched soccer come up in conversation, and T. said something about having played. Then I watched the conversation become awkward and uncomfortable, both Antoine and Sylvie suddenly becoming very interested in their cous-cous. It was like someone had just made a tres inappropriate joke, and our French friends were trying to graciously overlook it. Very interesting.

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