I also loved reading about her relationship with her family, especially the bond she has with her dad. She recognises when Kulti was being rude to her (and also that she doesn’t deserve it), she cultivates strong friendships with her soccer teammates Jenny and Harlow, and struggles realistically with jealousy from other teammates. Sal’s self-love also extends to the way she interacts with the people in her life. Her second job in landscaping is also something she likes, and she gets along well with her boss. She literally goes the extra mile by going for 8km runs before soccer training, and works a second job so that she can afford to keep playing pro-soccer. I also loved Sal’s unapologetic ambition. I was happy with myself… I needed my legs to take me to the end of the universe and back, and they did.” Preach it, sister! They were mine, and I wasn’t embarrassed of it. It was my machine: short torso, wide-ish shoulders and muscular thighs.
More than that – she celebrated her body for being “a sign of the craft I’d been working on my entire life. It was refreshing to read about someone who could look at her body and say, eh, I like it. First, Sal’s strong sense of self (wow, all that alliteration was unintended). I’ll talk about what happened after 4am in a bit, but first I want to give the book due credit for the parts that I truly enjoyed.
There were many other things to love: Sal Casillas’s sense of self-worth and drive, her relationships with the people in her life, and of course, that delicious slow-cooker romance with her assistant coach, the eponymous Reiner Kulti. There wasn’t quite as much about tactics and on-field action as I would have liked, but that wasn’t a big deal. Up till around 4am I was enjoying the story. I downloaded the book and happily read through the night. Plus, I used to watch soccer games with my dad in my youth, and was looking forward to getting reacquainted with the game. The story blurb promised some of my favourite blends of catnip: strong heroine with cool-ass career, competence pr0n, slowburn romance and, most of all, a broody hero. I saw the sale for Mariana Zapata’s Kulti a few weeks ago on this site and one-clicked it pretty quickly. This book is frequently recommended when it comes to sports romances and is an autobuy author for many readers, so we’re happy to finally have a review for it on the site! This guest review is from Poppy, who picked up Kulti after it was featured in a previous books on sale.
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