Monday, July 12, 2010
After all, the octopus was right
Doesn't the fact that I honestly did not know that the song that I posted here earlier is an Israeli parody of an English original, prove that as much as I have written about the soccer world championship lately - it was impossible to ignore it, I am afraid - I don't know anything about that sport?
We just returned from Haifa, where my son and a friend of ours watched the game in a pub-restaurant with several other Dutch and Israeli fans of the Orange team. After the national anthems - my favorite part of each game, especially when two teams with such beautiful anthems as the Dutch and the Spanish face each other - I went several hundred meters down the street, to sit in a pizzeria where there wasn't any t.v. screen. I had pizza and a coke, and finished quite a good booklet in Dutch. Towards the end of the regular time I went back to the restaurant, where I watched the last part of the game, including the winning goal. Our son was almost crying, but when I surprised him by telling that next month we will go to Holland for a week - only today my wife and I arranged the tickets, a bed & breakfast, and a rental car - he forgot about Holland's loss, and smiled from ear to ear. Apparently it is better to have lost and to travel, than not to travel at all.
Posted by Bert at 12:52 AM