Pizza. Beer. Soccer.
I’m having a typical boys night out tonight.
Except… I’m not going out. And… I’m not a boy. Actually, there aren’t any boys involved at all. Truth be told, there is nobody involved except myself. And the 22 men on telly, chasing a leather ball (28, if you count the referees and coaches, too).
Yes, the European championship UEFA EURO is on again and tonight is Germany’s first match against Portugal.
Portugal was actually one of the first teams I ever cheered for… that was when I was a teenager and hardly interested in watching ANY kind of sports on telly – I rather enjoyed watching Mediterranean types – Luís Figo, as a matter of fact – in tight shorts running up and down a nicely mowed lawn.
So yeah… that was the story of how I discovered soccer…
Luís Figo remains my one and only soccer-crush ever but since he’s no playing for Portugal anymore, I will concentrate solely on the match.