One of the reasons Bob Bradley was fired as the coach of the United States men's national team at the precise time he was fired as coach of the men's national team is because there really won't be a USMNT that truly matters for, honestly, about ten months. World Cup qualifying for the U.S. doesn't start until June 2012 — assuming of course there is still a "United States" in 2012 — so new coach Jurgen Klinsmann has plenty of time, and plenty of games like last night's friendly against Mexico, that are meaningless outside of their context. It sort of feels like a waste of time to even tell you the score.
The U.S. and Mexico tied 1-1, which is useful in that now no one has to write headlines about Klinsmann's first game with the word "lose" in them. Far more interesting than the match itself was Klinsmann's first stamps on the team. We think it's sort of awesome to even just look at him. He's got a goofy, sideways grin that he's always wearing; he's got sort of a late-nineties Costner thing going, which is pretty endearing. We also like the new jerseys. And we're pretty certain that, come next year, you're going to be pretty tired seeing Brek Shea in television commercials.
On the whole, the game didn't matter, and hey, someday we'd like a job in which no one will really be able to tell if we're doing a good job for at least year. (And considering the U.S.'s easy World Cup qualifying slate, perhaps not even then. And considering how long a project Turning Around U.S. Soccer is, perhaps not even then.) But Klinsmann is replacing a coach who was so memorably described by Grantland's Chris Ryan as "watching Bob Bradley talk often felt like watching old people eat." (It's starting to kind of look like that watching his son play, too; Michael Bradley is being a good soldier, but he feels out of place on a team with the Klinsmann vibe.) Last night was just a chance for everyone to say hi to their new coach and for things to feel different. They did. For now, that'll be fine.