Yeah, the World Cup ended two weeks ago. I want to talk about it now.
Towards the end of last semester I decided that I really like soccer and want to 1) play more, and 2) follow the sport internationally. A week later I found out that this summer was the World Cup. Lucky me. I watched the first half of the tournament at home and the second half here. It was easier at home, because the games started between 9am and 3pm. In Beijing, the earliest game I saw was 10pm. With all the important later games after midnight. And during the week. I have 8am class...
My first Friday night here I watched the US v. Ghana game at a very chic sports bar popular with waiguoren (foreigners). It's very exciting to watch sports with other people who care, especially when what you're caring about is playing on 10 TVs inside and two 10 ft projection screens on the patio. The US game happened simultaneously with the Italy v. Czech game, so we watched our game outside, ex-pat Italiani and Czechs watched their game inside, and we each gauged the other game's progress by the accent of the cheers and expletives. We lost, Italy won --- a microcosm of the whole tournament.
I tried to get into the same place for the Germany v. Argentina, but a series of unrelated setbacks screwed everything up. Two cabs full of us went to 三里屯 (Sanlitun). We got split up and couldn't effectively tell each other where we were over the phone. We spent probably an hour wandering around until we eventually figured it out. On the way to the bar, it started raining cats and pit bulls, so we ducked into a sleazy corner store and bought beers, waiting for the rain to let up. It didn't, so we started off to the bar, two blocks distant. I think there were six of us at this point. About a block away, two guys ran forward out of the rain. I figured what the hell, I'm soaked anyway and stayed back. Just as we were about to step through the gates, they closed them... to many people. The two the ran ahead were already inside. We waited about half an hour, but they weren't budging even as people started leaving. Sigh. Long walk back to where we started... wetter. Then the rain let up. We ended up at, I believe, "Dirty Girl Bar" and watched the game on a small TV there.
The game was awesome, but I had trouble watching. I hadn't really slept much the night before, so I was really tired. That and amid not sleeping, I wore my contacts for over 24 hours, acquiring a painful accumulation of protein on my cornea. I had switched to glasses, but it didn't make a difference. I definitely fell asleep sitting up in the bar (not the first time I've fallen asleep in a room full of people). I was awake for the uproar of Germany's 80th minute tying goal. We celebrated with a round of shots. Germany won on penalty kicks.
Then we couldn't find a cab. Next time your in a major city, do not expect to find a cab within an hour after a major televised sporting event. Cabs are easier to find in Beijing than in New York, but there was nothing we could do to snag one. We walked through the rain toward our very distant campus (having no other choice). We eventually found a cab.
However, despite the evening's several mishaps, I was in a surprisingly good mood.