Alan Zendell, July 7, 2026
Athletics can teach us a lot about human nature and the almost indefinable qualities that distinguish winners from losers. Anyone who follows team sports has probably experienced one of those rare moments when an entire team is “in the zone” together. Watching the results of that synergy is among the most exciting and inspiring things we ever get to see, a group of very talented people all performing optimally, the resulting whole far exceeding the sum of its parts.
The 1969 miracle New York Mets and the 1980 U. S. Men’s Olympic hockey team come to mind as prime examples. So do the U. S. Women’s Soccer teams that won four world cup championships. Did those teams perform over their heads or did they simply achieve the collective mental state that seemed to approach telepathy and enhance everyone’s performance?
The thing about being in the zone is that while it’s an incredibly powerful if impossible to define phenomenon, it’s also extremely fragile. Every coach knows that. When a team is flying high we all jump on the bandwagon expecting them to overachieve, and if nothing breaks that spell, they often do. But sometimes, all it takes is one critical, unexpected thing to go wrong, and the team that has been functioning like a well-oiled machine disintegrates into a disorganized rabble of wasted talent.
One of the most memorable examples occurred in the 1986 World Series. With the Los Angeles Dodgers poised to clinch the Series victory in the bottom of the tenth inning of game six, a shocking, unforced error by the usually reliable Bill Buckner allowed the Mets to achieve yet another miracle, come-from-behind victory. With their mojo shattered, the Dodgers never stood a chance in game seven.
Is that what happened to the U. S. Men’s soccer team in Seattle last night, or was it something else? We’ll hear a lot from shocked fans and sports analysts about that. I’m no expert in soccer, to which my years of coaching kids’ soccer will attest, but I’m certain that I know more about the rules and tactics of the game than Donald Trump does. His typical arrogance, asserting to the media that he didn’t think the play by U. S. star striker Folarin Balogun that earned him a red card wasn’t a foul demonstrated a couple of things: Trump’s ignorance and his ability to create a catastrophe that affected millions (maybe billions) of people just by opening his mouth.
Trump’s remark was both absurd and inappropriate, but when has that ever stopped him? Of course a foul was committed. We all saw it. The issue was whether it was intentional with intent to injure Balugon’s Bosnian opponent. Almost everyone who witnessed the play in slow motion replays, which seems to be about half of all the humans on Earth, thought it wasn’t, but the only person who really mattered, the FIFA referee, thought it was.
Referees often make bad calls, but teams and fans live with them. We moan and complain about the injustice. We move on, as do the affected athletes, but Trump, in his bull-in-a-china-shop style could not. Just as he has used the power of his office to corrupt almost everything he touched, he used it to corrupt something soccer fans around the world held sacred.
FIFA’s struggles with arrogance and corruption are well known, but the players who train incessantly for world cup play know that going in. The American team, which had been riding their own high throughout the tournament, were working hard to adjust to having to play a powerful Belgian team without Balugon. Many expert commentators, understanding “the zone” phenomenon still gave them a chance of winning…until Trump put his thumb on the scale.
Trump loves to create chaos. He believes his ability to throw wrenches into the works is one of his most effective talents, and he never cares much about the collateral damage he causes as long as he gets his way. He got his way this time, easily turning FIFA president Gianni Infantino to the dark side as he has many others.
This time, the collateral damage was huge. He infuriated the entire soccer world and placed our men’s team in an untenable situation. The person on the hot seat was their coach, Mauricio Ponchitino. I feel for him more than anyone. If he played Balugon in the match against powerhouse Belgium, the outcome would forever be stained by Trump’s involvement. If he benched Balugon, which I believe he should have done, he would have upset millions of American soccer fans, but he would have preserved the integrity of the team’s reputation.
Beyond that, I believe the team would have risen to the level of play they had displayed throughout the tournament. Americans and their athletic idols have always thrived on being underdogs, and playing competitively with a revamped lineup would have earned Ponchitino and his team the respect of the entire world. Instead, the controversy broke the magical bubble and killed the zone effect. The result was a team of individual stars who seemed completely out of sync with each other. Their disarray was embarrassing and painful to watch, but it wasn’t the fault of Balugon, his teammates, or his coach. The blame for this debacle lies entirely with Donald Trump.