We were baking under the hot sun but the man at my side kept bringing me ice-cold cans of Pepsi from the concession stand. So no cause for complaint at all.
Monday, July 06, 2015
an American touch(down)
Summer in a tiny Finnish city: sunshine, ice cream and not a bad game of American football.
Actually, I wouldn't know if it was a bad game or not, since it was the first one I've ever seen. American football is not a big sport in Finland, although our local team happens to be a good one. But there were big guys throwing each other to the ground, talk of yards and quarters (which sounds strange in the mouth of a Finnish commentator, but he was very good at explaining the game to us ignorant Finns), cheerleaders (although very young and rather half-hearted) and some good music on the loudspeakers.
We were baking under the hot sun but the man at my side kept bringing me ice-cold cans of Pepsi from the concession stand. So no cause for complaint at all.
We were baking under the hot sun but the man at my side kept bringing me ice-cold cans of Pepsi from the concession stand. So no cause for complaint at all.
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haha. American football was a confusing amount of fun during our first Superbowl. Kept trying to correlate it with soccer terms.
Exactly, soccer suddenly seems so easy and logical. Superbowl must be such a spectacle, would love to experience it some time...
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