Well, just got back from watching a football game. Not my choice. My first instinct,when Sam asked if he could go there with his friends, was to say no. You can’t stay out till 11 on a school night, we don’t want you out that late at all without an adult, and you’re too obsessed with football,anyway.
But Helena said “Well, why don’t you go with him, and it’s not much of a school night, the year’s almost over, their grades are fixed, and we’re down to the last week and a half or so, which is all fooling around.” Once Helena weighs in, I know I’ve lost the argument.
It was kind of an interesting atmosphere, I must admit. They had a stage and a big screen TV set up in a park by the river, and there were plenty of places around selling food, and other attractions, it was like a fair. From the stage there were giveaways, they were kicking footballs into the crowd, a kid standing right next to me caught one.
The screen was big and high definition enough, you could see the details of the game very clearly, (European Cup Football, live from Paris, Czech Republic v. Turkey)and it was kind of a bloody game, lots of head butting, a few points where the blood was flowing.
We lost, 0-2, which means we’re not advancing from the group. On the one hand, that’s a bummer. On the other, I won’t have to attend any more football games for a while.