Boca Juniors or CABJ... they are my new international futbol team. Big fan.
I saw a game in Buenos Aires against Brazil's International team. The good guys won 4-1. Two of the goals were scored within 2 minutes of eachother - with the second the crowd stormed towards the fence, still excited from the last goal. The only way to go was up.
Before the game we had to find tickets, rather than buy them before from expensive offices. My brother thought that he could buy scalped tickets before the game.
We couldn't. there were hundreds of people all waiting for tickets... ok, so we did find someone scalping tickets to the standing only area directly behind the goal. Great spot for watching - I paid a bit too much, but it was worth it.
It was a great experience... I definitely had the lightest hair in the stadium.
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In the early days of football, there was no concensus on the rules of the game (and it seems, very few rules. Kicking, punching, biting, gouging were all allowed).
But in the nineteenth-century, there was an attempt to standardize the rules. A number of schools and clubs meet to reach a concensus. After some disagreement, the supporters of the Rugby School walked out, establishing their own tradition of Rugby Football (hence modern rugby).
The remaining clubs formed the Football Association. The Brits refer to an association, especially one associated with a school or university as a "soc" (pr. sock). Hence some began to refer to association-rules football as soccer. Saw a documentary on the subject once ...
The Brits have quite a few strange games, including violent outbreaks of cheese rolling, which often end up in broken limbs and much drunkenness. Google "Haxey Hood" and "Hare Pie Scramble" for a few others. They get bored out there in rural England. Only so much to do when you get bored of watching the sheep graze ...
well done, thank you sir.
more info here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soccer
but brian's explanation is much more entertaining.
I'm so jealous. I didn't get to see any games in Colombia.
Just going to have to wait until Germany next year.
And by "Germany" I mean "that NYU bar where they show all the games."
See, this is exciting, now that I have a home team I can wear my maradona jersey and chant like the best of them at nevada smiths.
that's right, that's the name... I even know the names of three of the bartenders and both bus boys (they're brothers)... and I don't even go to NYU.
hey chad,
on a completely unrelated note, i think you should do the idiotarod. it sounds like a blast.
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