By Bryan Arnold
Like many players all over the world, I had been anticipating the World Cup in Rome for several years: thinking on and off about what it would be like and what would happen. I looked forward to representing my country in a big way. I looked forward to being a teammate to some of our best players.
My anticipation did not lag. The world cup cycle was changed to two years instead of one. My anticipation grew as more time passed. Then, the nasty beast of a pandemic thundered across the face of the earth. Time passed as it does, table soccer was no where near my consciousness.