I went to a pub with my roommate and a ton of other people to take part in an enduring European tradition, futbol. The pub was full to the max of people from all over, watching and cheering on Spain from a huge projection screen and about 10 other plasma tvs all over the bar. I have to say I´ve never felt so much excitement and spirit in once place like when that first goal was scored. Everyone was on their feet, yelling and chanting, as if the players could somehow hear us cheering all the way in Vienna.
While the Catalans are usually prideful of their own culture and have been trying to get their own national team for years, there was plenty of celebrating last night. I don´t know if it was people who weren´t Catalan, Spanish from other parts of Spain, or foreigners like me, but the honking and fireworks lasted late late late into the night. Everyone on the streets waving their Spanish flags, again weird because Catalans will fly the Catalan flag before the Spanish flag. They showed Madrid on tv and all of the celebrating going on there--it definitely looked super intense. Of all the things I´ve done and experienced while in Spain, last night was probably one of my favorites, and definitely the most exciting.
Of course the España jerseys are selling out fast everywhere, but the guy at the Adidas store tipped me off when their shipment of the championship tshirt would be coming in. Pictures to come soon, but here´s one courtesey of El Pais.
2 comments:
That's so cool! I wish I could have been there. I think it's totally different to actually be in the country watching a game, with die hard fans packed in a sports bar. (LONG)VIVE ESPANA!!
When are you coming back to the States? I'm thinking about coming to Vegas to see you and Ivana. Maybe I'll bring Melissa along too.
Don't think you're off the hook from blogging just because you returned home. I, and others, still need updates on your daily going-ons. =) Hope you're doing well.
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