However, the guys at the bar next door are making me switch to the Spain-Russia match. It's a very entertaining orchestra of ARRRs; OOOOAAHs; UUUUUYs and YEAAAAAAHs so they sort of spark my curiosity. They did the same last Sunday, when the penalties came up and I just couldn't resist to see what the enthusiasm was about. Which was nice, because I got to see the historical last two penalties: the one that Fabregas managed to score and the one that Casillas managed to keep from scoring. I think it was the first time in my life when football actually moved me. After all, that was history --we haven't been beyond quarter finals in something like twenty years.
The thing is, I think I enjoy more listening to people's reactions to football than the whole affair of having to watch it. Especially after a guy on the radio today has brought further insight, when he said that football is so exciting because it contains the most important aspects of ancestral hunting -- throwing and catching. Certainly listening to the guys next door one can definitely imagine that Cro-magnons hunting for mammoths ten thousand years ago must have sounded exactly the same. And I don't mean this in a bad way -- it's just the anthropologist in me being a nerd, and wishing I liked football. And catching mammoths.
Me! Catch! Beast! Now!Ps. Keeping in line with my anthropology theory, somebody has just marked his territory the primeval way. By pissing. On my door.
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2 comments:
ahhh, about time you watch it :P
I'm always the biggest fan of football, and SPAIN (well, second to Japan but yes) and you have no idea how happy i am :D
Let's hope they win it all x
... well my personal theory is that it's all thanks to the accumulated British karma ;)
but yeah, it's great to see our team winning for once...
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