Until this past Tuesday, it was NY2.
NY2 was a fable; a mythical soccer club whose only identity was the visible will of a determined commissioner and the rustle of dollar bills passing through customs at JFK. As of Tuesday, NY2 is a real club with real qualities. The details and implications will be hashed out elsewhere; what I care about is identity. And NY2 now has an identity: New York City FC. That’s all we know for sure, of course – the name. We don’t know colors or nicknames or positioning or attitude or anything else. But we can infer some things.