Thursday, July 06, 2006

I'm Rooting for Italy

Did you know: Paris is the only man-made artifact that you can hear from the space shuttle.

If you don't believe me, you should have been here last night, after France won their World Cup semi-final game against Portugal. And we thought we'd had trouble getting to sleep after the quarter finals. This time they had a big screen set up in the Parc des Princes, drawing fans to the neighbourhood. When France won, the crowd took to the streets with cow bells, whistles and horns; they yelled, sang, honked, beat on garbage cans and set off fireworks. I sure wish I cared about football, because this would be a blast if it all meant anything to me.

It will all be over this weekend, when they play the final against Italy on Sunday. Either way someone's not going to get any sleep this Sunday night: either the two of us, or all our friends and family in Toronto (where eardrums are still ringing from the last time Italy won).


Football fans leaving Prague's old town square where they had gathered to watch England's defeat by Portugal last Saturday

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