Tomorrow begins today
This isn't going to be your usual preview post. New York City's sophomore season kicks off in about an hour. We play the Chicago Fire away. Eleven men wearing blue will take the field. In about an hour, all the questions, all the speculation, everything that surrounded New York City FC over the winter will start vanishing, replaced by diamond-hard facts on the field.
Questions will remain; one game, two games, three isn't enough to dispel them. They hang over Patrick Vieira; they hang over Andrea Pirlo, and Frank Lampard, and Mix Diskerud, and, indeed, over the whole team.