It was the summer in grad school when we camped between Oregon and Nova Scotia. We had money and free time and no plans. It was fantastic.
One hot southwestern afternoon we rolled into a small college town in search of lunch and cold drinks. The town was in party mode. Turns out the World Cup was on and a large number of foreign students were showing their American friends what football was really about. We joined the party but only recently did I get the message.
All this comes to mind waiting for Spain v Italy.
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