The first time I realized that women played real soccer was when I was allowed to attend the first women’s world championship in southern China. A group of us were asked to represent the Federation at the games. I had never seen the team play when I did; I was thrilled, pleased, and hooked on ladies playing soccer. When I saw Michelle Akers leap into the air and smashed a perfect cross, sent from the left wing by Carin Jennings, into the back of the net, I fell in love with women’s soccer.
When I heard that one of the players I had the fortunate opportunity to coach had made the United States Women National Team, I was extremely pleased.