Solo: A Memoir of Hope

Solo: A Memoir of Hope

Hope Solo

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 0062136755

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Glass Castle meets A League of Their Own in Solo, a candid and moving memoir about family, loss, and reconciliation from Hope Solo, the supremely talented, headline-making goalkeeper for the U.S. women’s national soccer team.

During the 2011 Women’s World Cup, Solo became an idol, role model, and sex symbol to a new generation of young American sports enthusiasts, inspiring the kind of intense devotion not seen since the days of Mia Hamm.

An Olympic gold medalist and arguably America’s sexiest athlete, Hope has been featured on the cover of Sports Illustrated (twice), in ESPN: The Magazine, and as a contestant on the hit ABC television show Dancing with the Stars, and her poignant, compelling, and profoundly inspiring personal history will score big with her legion of fans.

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Then up into the snow-dusted Cascades and finally down through the pine forests and into the Emerald City. I was taking my recruiting trip to the University of Washington on a clear, cold weekend, the sky a clean blue slate above Puget Sound. I had a full itinerary: a team breakfast, lunch with Washington’s head coach, Lesle Gallimore, a team dinner, and a soccer game to watch. My main goal was to have fun, hang out with a boy I knew from Richland, and go to a fraternity party or two. I would

player. The Women’s World Cup was taking place, and everyone in the country seemed to be talking about women’s soccer. A few weeks before my graduation, the U.S. team had played in Portland, and some of my soccer teammates and I made the trip down to see the game. The players signed autographs afterward, and my teammates pushed me toward Briana Scurry. “You should meet the goalkeeper,” they said. But the player I really wanted to meet was Michelle Akers. She was from Washington state and was a

Some fans shouted jeers at Greg Ryan. Signs were held aloft in the stands: FREE HOPE SOLO and HOPE APOLOGIZED, THE TEAM OSTRACIZED. I heard some people chanting my name. The plan to make me invisible had backfired. As I sat on the bench, Carli was the only player who would sit near me. Another strategic move planned out in a meeting: Who is the one player who doesn’t hate Hope? Though the public was being told that our team had reconciled and was moving forward, no one spoke a word in my

own bed. The next morning, when I woke up, Charlotte wasn’t there. Glenn had disposed of her body. The big dog that had played with me and my father in the yard of the smiley-face house was dead. One more part of my family was gone. I felt like whimpering and howling, but at least I could take comfort in knowing I had eased her pain in her final hours. Many years later, when I was an adult, I found out that Charlotte had not died in her sleep. The painkillers had never taken hold. Glenn had

working for Extra. He had become my friend, and he said some beautiful things to me when I came over for an interview: that I was his role model and he wanted his daughters to be like me. It hit me right then how far I had come—I had just wanted a challenge and to give women’s soccer some exposure, yet I had made it to the final four on Dancing with the Stars. I got very emotional when I answered his questions. Because of that, my PR person thought it was best if I didn’t do any more interviews.

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