Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
The poem Invictus (means "unconquered" in Latin) was written by William Earnest Henley, supposedly from his hospital bed after his leg was amputated below the knee due to a tuberculosis infection.
I don't know if she still wears it now, but when I interviewed Hope Solo last year, she had a little medallion around her neck that had those last two lines of the poem inscribed on it.
It seems eerily appropriate now.
Reaction to the goalkeeping situation on the U.S. team has been all over the map. Many have taken Solo to task. Many have defended her. I mentioned to someone in U.S. Soccer, "Hey, at least they're talking about the team now."
The response wasn't enthusiastic, something along the lines that all the opinions were so extreme -Fire Ryan, or Hope is terrible. I had to agree the issue was polarizing. The whole event, this person told me, would likely put a big cloud over the team working toward the Olympics.
So as not to take up too much room on the front page, I'm sharing some recent emails in the comments of this post. Check it out if you're still up for reading about the controversy. Some interesting points were made.