I never cared. I went away when my father was hooked on TV, in enthusiasm. My mother, my brother... not me. Ingo is the same, luckily (like me, I mean!).
We did backbite, tease, made fun of it. The internet helps a lot here, too.
I feel so sorry for the guys, the fans. Rain is pouring down like crazy. All the people who dressed up, from clothes to make-up and all... they leave. It´s cold, uncomfy. And so far it´s all to take the flag and cheer - 3:1 for Germany!
How come I suddenly care (a wee bit), enjoy all the patriotism?
Maybe cause we live together now after 13 years of fighting for weekends only? Like identifying with this country, this living? Uhhh, drama! ;-)
No, weird, huh? I hope they make it, hope the cars, houses, people stay decorated in black-red-gold for a while.
Maybe I feel home, I feel german? Belonging?
Some impressions of life in EM-times:
Biiiiig fans:
Cheese - with a german-soccer-cow (Ingo didn´t want):
HAHA! See the man´s look, the one behind Ingo?
No, didn´t buy the bikini... but fun idea!
Shopping-bags in all participant country-flags (and yes, bikinis were as well from all Europe):
Is this all political? That I "go" for the idea of one whole Europe? A "we"?
In sports we´re more like:
Hehe :-) Weird it´s always we who win and them who loose! Same in American Football over here for me ;-) Well, kinda!
Uh-Oh... 2:3 for Germany - keep your fingers crossed for "us"!
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Karl and I don't watch any sports here. ... Here in the "City of Champions" (Celtics, Patriots, Red Sox) Well ...he watches Motocross. But, that's it.
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