Wednesday, July 07, 2010
Yesterday our seven-year-old son and I once again went to a cafe-restaurant in Haifa, to watch the Dutch football team play another game in the World Cup. A friend of hours, who loves football even more than my son, was supposed to come with us. I counted on her coming, because I did not feel like watching the whole game, I wanted to go out, sit in a cafe nearby, and read a bit. Alas, she could not make it, and I was forced to watch the whole game. I didn't exactly suffer, but I do not have the patience and the nerves for this ( even though I don't really care, I obviously want Holland to win, especially because I see how important it is for my son, each win really makes him happy and proud ). Before, during, and after the game, Israeli television broadcast also from Paradiso, the Tel Aviv pub where a large group of Dutchmen and -women, together with Israeli fans and would-be fans of the Dutch team, watches every game of the Dutch team. We were there three weeks ago, during the Holland - Denmark match. Yesterday I saw Michiel den Hond standing near the IBA reporter. I really felt sorry for the Dutch ambassador. He did not seem to feel very comfortable and happy. Whether that was because he likes football and crowds as much as I do, because he was about the only one who was wearing a suit, or because he was standing right next to Israel's deputy minister of foreign affairs, Danny Ayalon ( a member of the extreme rightwing Israel Our Home party, and in my personal opinion one of the very reasons for Israel's poor international standing ), I don't know.
Posted by Bert at 8:46 AM