Five of us watched the UEFA championship soccer game in Galmi town last night.
Felt like watching Bears games with my brothers except with darker skinned and sweatier boys (the heat added to the intensity of the game watching, I think)….and it was football not American football…no couch either, more mats and a bench.…and there was no coke and munchies just my water bottle…and I didn’t get in trouble for talking because no one understood me…and the reception was more twitchy…and we were outdoors…and I wasn't wearing pants...
Practically the same thing.
I also realized that boys from every tribe, tongue, and nation take off their shirts in sport-watching victory...why is that?!