Midfielder's World Cup Summer is Suddenly in Serious Jeopardy
The 24-year-old American midfielder came off the bench for the final 33 minutes of Atletico Madrid's 1-0 Champions League semifinal second-leg defeat to Arsenal on Tuesday, with the Gunners advancing 2-1 on aggregate. Cardoso was tidy in his brief appearance, completing all ten of his pass attempts and winning two of three ground duels, though his side couldn't overcome Bukayo Saka's first-half finish.
Two days later, however, the news turned grim. Atletico announced that Cardoso had suffered a high-grade sprain of his right ankle during Thursday's training session, and the club confirmed he would begin physiotherapy and gym rehabilitation, with his return timeline dependent on how the injury progresses. He is expected to be sidelined for roughly five weeks.
The timing is particularly cruel. USMNT head coach Mauricio Pochettino must submit a preliminary World Cup roster by May 11, with the final 26-man squad due no later than June 1. The U.S. opens the tournament on June 12 against Paraguay in Los Angeles.
Cardoso will likely make the preliminary list, but whether he recovers in time to earn a spot in the final squad remains very much uncertain.
Defender to Miss the Start of World Cup Camp For a Final
The 26-year-old American center back has been a key contributor throughout Palace's remarkable run in the UEFA Conference League, Europe's third-tier club competition. Richards played an especially influential role in the first leg of the semifinal against Ukrainian side Shakhtar Donetsk, where his long throw-in from the left side led directly to a Daichi Kamada goal, helping Palace build a commanding 3-1 advantage heading into the second leg at Selhurst Park.
Palace closed things out Thursday, defeating Shakhtar 2-1 on the night for a 5-2 aggregate victory. Ismaila Sarr, who had also scored within the opening minute of the first leg, the earliest goal in Conference League history, netted the decisive second-leg goal, steering home a Tyrick Mitchell cross to put the tie to bed.
Crystal Palace will now face Spain's Rayo Vallecano in the final on May 27 in Leipzig, Germany, with the winner earning automatic entry into next season's Europa League. It will be the club's first-ever European final. For Richards, the achievement comes with a complication—the final falls on the same day U.S. Men's National Team World Cup preparations officially begin.
On This Day in 2012, the American Reached 50 Premier League Goals in His Final Home Appearance for Fulham
The record books had barely settled after Bolton when Dempsey went and added another chapter. April 9, Craven Cottage, Chelsea, the visitors. The match ended 1-1, Frank Lampard's first-half penalty canceled out by an 82nd-minute Dempsey equalizer that felt less like a salvage job and more like a statement. 22 goals for the season. The suitors were already circling. The Cottage faithful, for their part, were beginning to wonder how much longer they could hold onto him.
Three weeks and one heavy defeat at Everton later, Fulham welcomed Sunderland for their final home game of the season. The occasion carried a weight that the standings alone couldn't quite capture. Martin Jol's side had just pulled off a famous win at Anfield, their first there in living memory, and arrived at the Cottage sitting on 49 points, one shy of what would be their best-ever Premier League total. Jol himself, returning to the dugout after missing two matches with a chest infection, had done the arithmetic publicly. Win both remaining games, and they finish on 55. A record, comfortably. One more win and a draw would equal the 53-point benchmark Roy Hodgson had set three years prior.
Sunderland, for their part, were a side in transition. Martin O'Neill had steadied the ship since arriving in December, steering them clear of the drop, but a summer rebuild was coming, and everyone knew it. Several of his players were auditioning for their futures. The problem, as O'Neill would later acknowledge, was that none of them had managed 10 league goals all season. Dempsey, by contrast, was on 22.
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Jol made a single change from the Anfield win, bringing Mahamadou Diarra in for Alex Kacaniklic. Fulham were quickly into their stride. A visionary Danny Murphy ball in the seventh minute sent Damien Duff racing clear, but Sunderland goalkeeper Simon Mignolet was sharp at his near post to deny him. The crowd sensed something, though. When a marauding Diarra was hauled down 25 yards from goal, and as referee Martin Atkinson pointed to the spot where the free-kick would be taken, a murmur ran around the Cottage. They knew who was stepping up.
They'd seen it before, of course—the Bolton free-kick, curling and precise, struck with controlled ferocity. What Dempsey produced here was, if anything, better. He bent the ball around the wall and into the top corner with such venom that Mignolet, who got fingertips to it, could only watch it nestle into the net. Twelve minutes gone. His 23rd goal of the season. And the 50th of his Premier League career, the first American ever to reach that milestone. The Cottage erupted. Somewhere in the stands, a large banner urged him to stay.
Sunderland wobbled but steadied. They passed the ball with more composure than their position suggested, and on 34 minutes, from a flowing move that caught Fulham flat, right-back Phil Bardsley received the ball from Ji Dong-Won and absolutely lashed it home from 30 yards. A genuine screamer, only his second league goal of the campaign. The Cottage fell momentarily quiet. It lasted approximately 60 seconds. Mousa Dembélé gathered the ball, drove forward with the directness that had defined his second half of the season, and struck a shot from distance that clipped Michael Turner and looped over Mignolet and into the top corner. Craven Cottage crackled back to life. Jol was animated on the touchline. O'Neill slumped.
The second half was a study in Fulham composure punctuated by Sunderland anxiety. Mignolet made a sharp stop to deny Duff, and Dempsey came agonizingly close to a second when his header from a Brede Hangeland ball over the top drew a goal-line clearance from Jack Colback. O'Neill threw on Nicklas Bendtner and Fraizer Campbell in search of a lifeline, and the game's nerves tightened as a result. Bendtner headed down into Campbell's path with the goal gaping, the kind of chance that ends careers when missed, and Campbell dragged it wide. Schwarzer beat away Campbell's last effort deep in stoppage time. The final whistle blew. Fulham 2, Sunderland 1. 52 points. Jol, who rarely allows himself sentiment, took a lap of honor.
The numbers around Dempsey had become almost impossible to contextualize by this point. 23 goals from midfield, predominantly from wide positions. 50 Premier League goals in total, a barrier no American had ever cleared. Fourth in the Football Writers' Association Footballer of the Year vote, behind only Robin van Persie, Wayne Rooney and Paul Scholes—the kind of company that, even in his finest dreams, a kid from Nacogdoches, Texas might not have imagined keeping.
"Clint doesn't surprise me in his game," Jol said, with the measured pride of a manager who had backed his instincts. "He knows what the fans think of him, and hopefully it will be enough for him to sign his new contract."
The banner in the stands had said the same thing, less diplomatically. Whether Dempsey had already made up his mind is hard to say. What is certain is that the crowd that afternoon, and the journalists filing their match reports in the Cottage press box, felt the occasion deserved marking. "If this was Dempsey's final game at Craven Cottage," Julian Bennetts of the Daily Telegraph wrote, "it was the perfect way to say goodbye." It had the ring of a eulogy written in hope that it wouldn't be needed.
It was needed. On August 31, without fanfare, Fulham released a short statement. Clint Dempsey had joined Tottenham Hotspur. The club thanked him for his contribution and wished him well.
Fulham finished ninth that season, beaten 2-0 in their final game at White Hart Lane—a ground Dempsey would soon call his own. The record points haul went unclaimed by a single point. But the season itself, with its European campaign and its unlikely run of form and its one brilliant American at the center of it all, stood as something the club would measure itself against for years to come.
The Cottage had given him a proper send-off, even if nobody knew it at the time. He had, characteristically, given it one back.
On This Day in 2007, the American Gave Fulham What They'd Been Waiting For
Clint Dempsey arrived at Craven Cottage in January 2007 carrying a price tag that announced him before he'd touched the ball. The $4 million Fulham had paid New England Revolution made him the most expensive American export to the Premier League in history, and it drew attention the way transfer records always do — the kind that turns every early misplaced pass into confirmation of doubt. He was 23, a World Cup scorer, the reigning Honda Player of the Year in MLS, and now part of a Fulham squad that already housed two of his countrymen in Brian McBride and Carlos Bocanegra. Manager Chris Coleman called him aggressive, offensively minded, a player with skill and the right attitude. "It may take a little time," Coleman said, carefully, "but when he does, I have no doubt that he will have an exciting impact."
Dempsey himself had no reservations. "It's been an ambition of mine to come to England and play in the Premiership," he said on the day his work permit came through. "I'm excited that I've been given the opportunity to do that."
The opportunity, as it turned out, would be rationed carefully. He made his league debut in a 1-1 draw against Tottenham on January 20, followed by an FA Cup run-out against Stoke. But regular minutes didn't follow. The early weeks went by in flashes—a training ground impression here, a cameo there—and Dempsey found himself watching more than playing. In the three games he did start up front, against Stoke, Arsenal, and eventually Liverpool, he was operating in a position he was still learning at this level. "The first game I played as a forward was against Stoke," he admitted. "I've only played this position three times with Fulham."
Fulham's season gave his situation a particular edge. The club had opened confidently enough, looking like a comfortable mid-table side, but a collapse of almost unprecedented grimness, one win from 18 league games, had dragged them toward the drop. Coleman paid for it with his job in April, replaced by caretaker Lawrie Sanchez, the Northern Ireland manager who arrived at Craven Cottage with 32 days to save the club's top-flight status. Sanchez hadn't won a game in charge. He hadn't won a game as a club manager in 14 attempts. When Liverpool came to town on May 5, Fulham sat in the danger zone, staring at the Championship.
Rafael Benítez had other things on his mind. The Champions League final against AC Milan in Athens was seventeen days away, and he treated the trip to Craven Cottage accordingly. Steven Gerrard didn't travel. Nor did Jamie Carragher, Javier Mascherano, Dirk Kuyt, Peter Crouch, John Arne Riise or Daniel Agger. Of the side that had beaten Chelsea in the semi-final just days earlier, only José Reina and Jermaine Pennant started. Benítez would defend his selections afterward, arguing his depleted side had created enough to win. The Craven Cottage crowd didn't care about his arithmetic.
The first half belonged to Craig Bellamy. Twice, he drove Antti Niemi into diving saves, and twice the Fulham goalkeeper held firm. Reina, at the other end, was equally sharp, hurling himself at a Tomasz Radzinski cross and punching it clear. The closest either side came to a goal was Vincenzo Montella's spectacular bicycle kick from the far post, which deflected off Xabi Alonso and thudded against the upright. Then, in the sort of moment that defines desperate afternoons, Pennant split Fulham open and found Robbie Fowler with the goal gaping. Fowler, a player who had made open goals look routine for a decade, somehow ended up on the turf with the ball screwed wide.
The first half also produced a moment of ill-tempered controversy. Alonso left the field briefly with blood pouring from his face after what appeared to be contact with Fulham captain Michael Brown. Benítez would spend much of his post-match press conference on the topic. Brown maintained it was an accidental clash of heads. Sanchez believed his captain. The referee had seen nothing.
Sanchez made his move on the hour, withdrawing Montella and sending on Dempsey. What followed took 16 minutes. Dempsey's running immediately unsettled Liverpool's makeshift backline. He was direct, physical, and difficult to track, and the visitors' defense, already stretched by a long season and a rotated lineup, couldn't find a way to contain him comfortably. Papa Bouba Diop tested Reina from range. Bellamy and Niemi resumed their private duel, with the goalkeeper saving again from a driven shot. Liverpool were still in it, still threatening, but something had shifted.
Then, in the 68th minute, Liam Rosenior broke down the right flank. His cross came in early and low. Dempsey, arriving at the far edge of the area, didn't hesitate. He swept the ball past Reina first time, bottom-left, and Craven Cottage erupted.
"It was a great ball by Liam, and I just tried to put it on frame, and it went in the back of the net," Dempsey said afterward, with the characteristic understatement of someone who understood exactly what he'd just done. "The defense played well, and it was nice to get the goal."
Reina had kept Fulham at bay for much of the afternoon. He'd been brilliant in the first half, athletic and commanding. But there was nothing he could do about this one. Dempsey had started and finished the move, and it was the kind of finish—composed, first-time, unhesitating—that tends to make a striker look like he always knew it was going in.
Diop was dismissed late on for a second booking, leaving Fulham to defend with ten men, but they held. Liverpool's nine changes had produced nine nothing moments at the end. The final score was 1-0. Benítez was furious, primarily about Brown and Alonso. "You can use 20 referees, 2,000 cameras and a lot of electronic systems," he said, "but if you don't want to see it, you won't. Unbelievable." It was a convoluted exit from a forgettable afternoon for a team with bigger matters ahead of them.
Sanchez allowed himself a single note of caution: "It was a big, big step today. But I won't talk about relief until it is mathematically impossible for us to go down."
The goal was Dempsey's first in the Premier League. It was also, practically speaking, the goal that kept Fulham in it. The win ended an 11-game losing run in the league and delivered three points that pushed the club far enough clear of the drop zone to breathe again. A few days after the match, Dempsey had admitted the spell on the sidelines had worn on him. "It's been disappointing. I haven't been playing much and didn't really feel like I was able to contribute much. It felt like today was payback for the club getting me from MLS. I was able to give something back to Fulham, who fought so hard to get me."
The price tag had followed him all the way from New England. The most expensive American the Premier League had ever seen had spent four months at Craven Cottage learning a new position, watching from the bench, and waiting. He'd come on with 16 minutes left and done what the number called for. For one May afternoon by the Thames, the investment had paid off in the most direct terms possible—one goal, three points, and a club still in the top flight to show for it. The rest, as Dempsey himself believed all along, was still to come.
In the First Leg of the Liga MX Clausura Quarterfinal, the American Converted the Equalizer From the Spot
Alejandro Zendejas delivered when it mattered most, converting a late penalty in the 85th minute to earn Club América a 3-3 draw against Pumas UNAM in the first leg of their Clausura 2026 quarterfinal on Sunday.
The American winger stepped up to the spot after Henry Martín was fouled in the box by Nathan Silva, and Zendejas made no mistake, driving a left-footed effort into the bottom right corner. It was a composed finish in a high-pressure moment, and one that leaves the tie finely balanced heading into the second leg.
It capped a busy evening for Zendejas individually. He led both sides in touches with 88, took five shots over the course of the match, and created two chances. He was involved throughout, though the 25% shot accuracy and a single-digit crossing success rate suggested it was not always a polished performance. He hit the woodwork on one occasion and was dispossessed during some of his six dribble attempts, completing just one.
The match itself was overshadowed by a controversy involving a substitution irregularity, with Pumas preparing to file a formal complaint over the brief exit and return of Miguel Vázquez during a triple substitution around the hour mark. The incident arose after Sebastián Cáceres suffered a head injury, forcing América to restructure their planned changes mid-sequence. Early indications suggest the regulations may favor América's position, with the referee having approved the adjustment on concussion grounds, but the Disciplinary Commission will have the final say.
Whatever the outcome of that dispute, Zendejas' penalty ensures América has something to show from the first leg, and gives the American winger a moment of genuine significance on a complicated night.
Defender Missed Another Match as His World Cup Spot is in Jeopardy
Tim Ream's World Cup preparations have taken another unwelcome turn.
The 38-year-old center back, who has been sidelined since suffering a groin injury during Charlotte FC's win over New York City FC on April 18, was ruled out of Saturday's match against the New England Revolution after experiencing a setback in his recovery. Charlotte head coach Dean Smith indicated Ream could return in time for the club's fixture against FC Cincinnati on May 9, but the pattern of interruptions is becoming a concern in its own right.
In his absence, Charlotte lost 1-0 at Gillette Stadium, with Carles Gil converting a stoppage-time penalty to settle the contest. It was the third consecutive defeat for the Crown without their veteran defender, and Matt Turner, Ream's international teammate, was on the opposite side, making three saves to preserve the clean sheet.
The timing is far from ideal. Ream has been a consistent starter under Mauricio Pochettino, featuring in 18 of the coach's 24 matches since taking charge in late 2024, captaining the side 17 times. But his performances during March's international window gave room for doubt. He was caught out on several occasions by younger, quicker opponents and conceded the handball that handed Belgium a third goal during a damaging 15-minute spell in which the game slipped away from the USMNT.
Pochettino has used the months since to explore his options at center back, with Auston Trusty, Mark McKenzie and Miles Robinson all receiving opportunities alongside the more settled Chris Richards, who remains the team's standout defender. None of those combinations has conclusively outperformed the others, but the competition for places is real.
Ream is still expected to make the World Cup roster. Whether he arrives fit enough to hold down a starting position, however, is a question that each passing week makes harder to answer with confidence.
As the Winger Hasn't Scored Since 2025, He Came Off the Bench Again Sunday, Amid Manchester United Rumors
Christian Pulisic's timing couldn't be more awkward. With a home World Cup on the horizon and his place in Mauricio Pochettino's squad presumably secure, the AC Milan forward is enduring the kind of form that raises uncomfortable questions at the worst possible moment.
Pulisic hasn't scored since December 28, when he found the net in a 3-0 win over Hellas Verona, and his last assist came on March 21 in a 3-2 victory over Torino. That's a significant dry spell for a player who was arguably Milan's standout performer in the first half of the season. In their opening 25 league games, Milan averaged over a goal and a half per match, while in the nine games since, that figure has collapsed to less than a goal a game. That figure got worse after Sunday's match against Sassuolo.
Sunday's 2-0 defeat, a match in which Fikayo Tomori was sent off inside 25 minutes, summed up the broader malaise. Pulisic played just 31 minutes, touching the ball only 17 times and not once in the opposition box. Milan's total xG for the match was a meager 0.27, their lowest in a Serie A fixture since 2018. Manager Massimiliano Allegri has already begun rotating around him, turning to Christopher Nkunku in an attempt to find a spark.
Off the pitch, the uncertainty is compounding. With just 12 months remaining on his contract and no active extension talks currently underway, Pulisic's future at the club is genuinely open. Manchester United have been doing groundwork on a potential move, with recruitment chief Christopher Vivell holding long-standing knowledge of the player dating back to his Borussia Dortmund days. Several other Premier League clubs are also monitoring the situation.
Former United goalkeeper Tim Howard has publicly argued there is another level waiting for Pulisic if he returns to England. Right now, Pulisic will simply be hoping to rediscover any level at all before June arrives.
Winger Scored His Third Goal in Five Matches as Salt Lake Rolls Past Portland
Diego Luna's World Cup case is becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.
The 22-year-old scored his third goal in five MLS appearances on Saturday as Real Salt Lake eased past the Portland Timbers 2-0 at America First Field, and in doing so reached a significant personal landmark: 50 goal contributions—25 goals and 25 assists—in 101 appearances for the club. For a player still building toward what should be the peak years of his career, it's a striking number.
The goal arrived in the 18th minute, set up by defender Juan Manuel Sanabria, eight minutes after teenage teammate Zavier Gozo had given Salt Lake the lead. By that point, the afternoon had already taken on a comfortable shape for the hosts, and Luna's contribution, which was his third goal of the 2026 season to go alongside three assists, ensured it stayed that way. Portland goalkeeper James Pantemis finished the match with 13 saves, a figure that tells its own story about the pressure Salt Lake applied throughout.
Luna's statistics from the afternoon were exceptional. He created 10 chances, registered three shots with a 100% accuracy rate, and completed three dribbles. He touched the ball in the opposition box 10 times. It was the kind of all-round attacking performance that makes the argument for him almost by itself.
The context matters too. Luna missed the March international window after a knee injury delayed his season until mid-March. He has wasted no time making up for lost time, and with USMNT coach Mauricio Pochettino publicly emphasizing the need for grit, belief and leadership, Luna's form and mentality at Salt Lake appear to align with exactly that profile.
Forward Scores Another Goal and Defender Makes His Return to Action in Draw With Ajax
It took Ricardo Pepi just 33 seconds to make his mark at the Johan Cruyff Arena on Saturday, and in doing so, he delivered one of the more arresting moments of the Dutch league weekend.
The American striker headed home at the far post after Yarek Gasiorowski extended a long throw-in from Kiliann Sildillia, giving PSV a lead that must have felt like a statement. For a team that had already clinched the Eredivisie title and spent part of the week on Ibiza, the champions showed no sign of complacency from the opening whistle.
The goal was Pepi's 14th of the league season and his fourth in just three matches—a sharp burst of form that takes his overall tally for PSV to 17 goals across all competitions in 2025-26. At 23, he is producing at a level that marks him out as one of the more reliable American forwards in European football right now.
PSV ultimately had to settle for a point after Mika Godts equalized for Ajax in the 92nd minute, canceling out Myron Boadu's 77th-minute strike.
For US fans watching, though, the result was almost secondary to another development: Sergiño Dest came off the bench just before the hour mark, making his return from the hamstring injury he suffered on March 7. 30 minutes, 26 touches, a splendid 94% pass completion rate and one successful dribble—a quietly encouraging cameo from a player who had missed both of the USMNT's recent pre-World Cup friendlies through injury.
With the tournament on home soil beginning in June, Dest's return could hardly be better timed.
After His Goal Streak Was Snapped Last Week, the Forward Scored Again on Saturday
Folarin Balogun's equalizer against FC Metz on Saturday was yet another chapter in what has become one of the most compelling individual runs in Ligue 1 this season.
The American striker pulled Monaco level in the 61st minute, finishing coolly into the far corner to cancel out Jessy Deminguet's header from earlier in the second half. It was a composed, well-struck effort—precisely the kind of clinical finishing that has defined his recent months. The goal was his 13th of the league campaign and his ninth in just ten matches, a return that speaks for itself.
That kind of consistency doesn't happen by accident. Between February and March, Balogun found the net in five consecutive matches. He then carried that momentum into April, scoring in three further games and breaking records along the way. His eight-match scoring streak placed him in rare company—only four other players have managed the same in Ligue 1 in the 21st century, among them Shabani Nonda, who achieved the feat with Monaco itself back in 2003.
His performances have not gone unrecognized. Balogun claimed the Bang & Olufsen MVP of the Month award for April with a commanding 85% of the vote, his second such honor of the season after winning the same prize in February. In his own words, he feels he is at the peak of his career, crediting the coaching staff and their support for helping him express himself so effectively.
Against Metz, his xG for the match was just 0.17, yet he produced an effort registering 0.68 on the xGOT metric—suggesting a finish far more threatening than the chance itself implied. That ability to outperform expectations in front of the goal has become his trademark. Balogun is producing when it matters most.
