Real Madrid – 50/50 Fact 9

By Saturday, February 22, 2014 0 0

Real Madrid is the most popular soccer club in the world, with over 228 million supporters.

Include me as supporter number 228 million and 1.

I realize that most people in the US aren’t big soccer fans and that is just fine. I do enjoy soccer however and, because Madrid will be my new home soon, I have started to become a fan of Real Madrid.

Many people talk about how Europeans treat soccer like a religion, and to a degree that is very true. People spend a lot of time praying before games and supporting their team as though their very way of life depended on it. Don’t let’s be too friendly to our own attitudes on sports though! In America, the NFL is a big business (though for some reason it has nonprofit status!) and has followers who are just as entrenched into their fandom as anyone in Europe.

When Rose and I are located near Madrid and I begin to watch Real on TV and occasionally go to games, I need to remember, just as I do here, that this is all just entertainment and it bears no weight on anything.

Let’s enjoy sports and have fun with them, but let us also remember that they aren’t the most important thing, and that a great season or a really bad one are minor things that give us opportunity to learn a bit about ourselves.

Go Seahawks!

¡Ir Blancos!

Yeah, Yeah.

By Wednesday, January 12, 2011 3 0

So, the Ducks lost the National Title game.

But, thanks to a last minute touchdown to tie the game 19-19 (not a high scoring game!), I don’t feel as bad as I did last year. We lost to the number 1 team in the nation, literally in the last two seconds of the game, mostly because they played our game as good or better than we did.

And their quarterback is bigger than most of our defensive line.

And the field was covered in slime. Ok, I won’t go there.

Maybe Nick Fairley is interested in playing for the Seahawks? They’re in the playoffs this year, after all.

The actual game was much better than the game I dreamed the night before game day (seriously, who knew I was that anxious?). In my dream, which covered four quarters and a halftime show, Auburn won 49-36. Thank goodness dreams don’t come true!

How I Consoled Myself After the Rose Bowl. Or, Cavorting with the Enemy

By Sunday, January 3, 2010 5 0

I love college football, and I really love Duck football. So, when the University of Oregon led the PAC-10 in wins and then beat its biggest rival, Oregon State University, for a shot at the Rose Bowl, I was thrilled. In the days leading up to the game, I would grin like an idiot, clap my hands and shout “Rose Bowl!! Yaaay!”

I shed a tear or two when Ohio State beat the Ducks on January 1. I was pretty mad. I had some difficulty releasing my frustration on someone other than my husband. He exacerbated – mightily – the situation by promising for WEEKS not only that the Ducks would win, but that the game would result in a blowout. His words exactly. So, watching my husband be (joyfully) wrong, usually an enjoyable experience, was maddening! It is some consolation that he made a lot of predictions for this year’s bowl games and was wrong about pretty much all of them. Other contributing factors include the utter fact that Big 10 football is so.freaking.boring. Three yards and a cloud of dust makes for ridiculously slow football. Lets reserve conservative for politics!

After ranting and raving about the ridiculous game, our disappointing loss, and the pitiful state of PAC-10 football in general (I’m of the rare opinion that if your conference sucks, you suck, so I like to see my conference do well in bowl games; even the enemy), I finally calmed down in the grocery store as we shopped for our weekend with friends at a cabin in Seaside, Oregon.


Which leads me to how I consoled myself after our harrowing loss: the Beaver way.

Here are two Oregon State University graduates starting a fire on the beach. In January.

This is Chris and I, enjoying the warmth of the massive bonfire on the beach. In January.

Me and my friend Brea, another Duck, demonstrating our strength in front of the giant bonfire. Did I mention it’s January?

Ok, here’s where it gets Beaver-like. Not to mention all the orange.

Illegal fireworks.

This is Chris, unwrapping loads of bottle rockets. As he was digging through the bag, I heard him gleefully (and therefore uncharacteristically) shout “there’s a whole brick of ’em!”

Beavers, they do this kind of thing all the time.

It’s very therapeutic.
No wonder they do it all the time.