This past weekend, Israel’s national team faced off against Honduras here in New York City, and fittingly, local boycott champions Adalah-NY had acquired tickets, determined to throw, at least, a fleeting light on Israel’s occupation, apartheid policies, and ethnic cleansing. I enthusiastically accepted an invitation to participate, in part because it meant carrying direct action into a terrain with which I had pretty much zero familiarity, and in part because futbol has recently featured quite prominently in both Israel’s attempts at normalizing colonialism, and Palestinians’ attempts to resist it. Much as my acceptance of sport’s place within the history of various struggles, it felt like meeting someone where they’re at.