Euro 2008

I won't apologise for my spectacular lack of attention to this particular set of sporting festivities.

The only time I've really shown any inclination towards football was when I worked at a pub and it was a good excuse for taking five minutes off (plus no-one orders when the game's on anyway).
Oh yeah, and I was in Florence for the final of the last World Cup, which was quite exciting. Unfortunately I could see very little of the game due to my being rather less than 5'7" in my bare (ok, flip-flopped) feet and not being able to see over the heads of the crowd. As far as I recall, Italy must have scored a few times because every time they did, my then-boyfriend hauled me up under the arms and shook me around in the air like a large rag doll (which actually gave me a decent view of the screen, if rather sore armpits).

I would have paid more attention to the Czech-Swiss match on Saturday, only I had my back to the screen (the guys having already claimed the other side of the table) and I was finding myself shamefully light-headed on half pints of Kronenbourg.

And it was something of a surprise on Monday night when my Sister's Boyfriend accosted me on MSN Messenger:

SB: Hi
Me: Hi
SB: Sorry about the football
Me: Huh?... Oh crap! I completely forgot! So Poland lost then?
SB: yes
Me: ah

SB: (by way of apology) I'm drinking Tyskie...



I may try and get my hands on a copy of the Polish Sun. I'd love to see how that one pans out...