Academy

The Next Generation.

Coming to Cincinnati. Victory or Valhalla, passed down.

Every warrior in the shield wall was once small. Once they had a ball at their feet, a crest on their chest and somebody older showing them the way.

The Valhalla Academy is coming. It's a place where the next generation learns what the senior squad lives by: fight for every ball, stand with your brothers, never fold.

They're already wearing it.

Before there's a program, there's the shirt. The little ones already in the black and red and the white and red aren't waiting to be invited. They're learning the game in yards, kitchens and small pitches across the city, with the crest on their chest.

A young Valhalla in the white and red home kit — The crest fits before the shirt does.

A young Valhalla in the black and red kit chasing the ball in Cincinnati — First touch. First chase. Cincinnati sky overhead.

A young Valhalla in the black and red kit striking a ball on a brick path — Every great strike starts somewhere small.

A young Valhalla in the black and red kit with the crest on his chest and the ball at his feet — Crest on the chest. Ball at his feet. Ready.

From the yard to the shield wall.

Today, the men of Valhalla carry the crest into every match. Tomorrow, it'll be these boys and girls. More is coming, and when it's ready, you'll hear it here first.

The future wears the crest. Victory or Valhalla.