United States Virgin Islands National Soccer Team

United States Virgin Islands National Soccer Team

The U.S. Virgin Islands national soccer team, nicknamed The dashing eagle, is the national team of the U.S. Virgin Islands and is controlled by the U.S. Virgin Islands Soccer Federation.

Though FIFA did not officially recognize the USVI team as affiliated until 1992, the Virgin Islands federation was founded in the 1970s by Trinidad native Robert T. Wills who helped build the base of the USVI Soccer Federation as it is known today. The team played its first official international match on 21 March 1998 in a victory against the British Virgin Islands. In May of 2011, the USVI soccer federation chief, Frederick Hillaren, began ambitious changes in the team and appointed Keith Griffith, former coach and captain of the Barbados national football team and former coach of Trinidad and Tobago powerhouse club team Joe Public F.C., as technical director. Within two months of Griffith's appointment, the team shot up 51 places in the FIFA World Rankings, despite the fact that the islands have never produced a professional player, soccer is the third most popular sport on the islands, and the team does not have a national stadium for soccer in which to play.

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