Saturday and Sunday nights- Oct 14, 2007

It wasn't such a pleasant weekend to me and my buddies...
Saturday night, we went to a sports bar to watch the semi in the Rugby World Cup with the usuals. It was France vs. England- not even kidding. Ever since history began, those two nations never had peace. so did the night.
The first 3 minutes was a disaster for France. Some French player made a huge error. he let the offense go past him because the rugby ball was bouncing irregularly. so E had a touchdown. I went with the French crew so I was for France, well... I never liked England anyway so...
But then France came back and lead for quite a while until the last 10 minutes, the english team crushed the dreams of the home team. It was a nice play though, I have to admit. Although Shabo (this shaggy famous french player) went on the field trying to assist the team. It was in vain. My buddies were almost crying after the game while the english people are dancing around in the pub.
While watching rugby, I was also looking around, well, as usual. Saw some nice looking swedish girls also staying but only chatting with some guys. But something amusing comes up. this girl from America, first by her accent then she tells it herself, goes right in front of me, listening to these two british "gentlemen" speak. then she goes right in to start a conversation with them. I think this girl is desperate. oh, it was an american sports bar btw because everything on the walls were all from boston. Boston RED SOX, CELTICS, THE ICE HOCKEY Team and so on and so forth. I also Magic johnson's autograph on the wall on a picture of his presence in this bar.

Then here comes sunday night. we had 9 players so had more than enough to sub. But the games were horrible. So many misjudges, and uncalled fouls. And also people getting pissed at each other. I was one of them. there was one guy in the first game who slide tackled all the time and hurt many of our players. He got me some times but I got really mad at him after seeing him doing it over and over. So when I was on the side, I called him son of a bitch. then after the game, he came to me and asked me who the hell I called son of a bitch then I went YOU. He really got the guts to come back to ask me cuz we had the whole team there and he came alone. So I just kept on insulting him because he played really dirty and I thought he deserved it. But I apologized at the end because I was a woos.
The second game it was even worse. Samy, Thijs, and Chritophe almost had fights. It wasn't pretty. But the calmest player was Thijs. I admire him for that because he knows how to calm down and the rest don't.
We were leading in the beginning but we kept making errors to let them score. And our mentality just snapped so it wasn't any hope either. But oh well, life is tough.