Freddy Adu had faded from the American soccer scene, a one-time prodigy who was failing to fulfill his vast promise while bouncing between clubs across Europe. But over the past four months, while playing for a second-division team in a Turkish provincial capital nestled along a bay on the Black Sea, Adu re-emerged. On Monday, the former D.C. United midfielder-forward was rewarded for his progress — and remembered for his potential — by being named to the U.S. national team. The Americans will play World Cup champion Spain in a June 4 friendly in Foxborough, Mass., before entering the CONCACAF Gold Cup, the 12-nation championship for North and Central America and the Caribbean. “It seems like it’s a good opportunity to get him back in with us, where we have a good month together, challenge him and hope that he has continued to grow and mature, and can play a bigger role with the national team,” U.S. Coach Bob Bradley said of Adu, an immigrant from Ghana who grew up in Montgomery County, and amid global fanfare, signed with MLS at age 14.“It’s an opportunity that has been earned."
I'm all sorts of excited about the Gold Cup and it's OK that I might be the only one. Throw in the fact that Freddy Adu has come back the dead and I'm fully erect. But it begs to ask the question: Has any dude fallen further from grace than Freddy? It's like one day you're a super sweet girl who everybody loves and the next you're getting handcuffed and thrown into the back of a cop with your new loner boyfriend who can probably only feed you in foot stamps and pain killers. The only difference here is that Freddy was able to come back from his mistakes and the bitch in this scenario will never get that chance. Such a shame. Not.
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