Havin’ a giraffe
England beat Trinidad and Tobago in the World Cup tonight. We didn’t win the whole thing, but we did win a match, which I presume means we get another go in a few days’ time. I don’t know how close we are to the end (or the beginning), but in an effort to show willing (and drink free beer and eat free canapes) I headed out to tonight’s come-watch-the-football-and-drink party.
It was at Adam Street, a private club in, not surprisingly, Adam Street, down by Charring Cross. Very, very nice venue. Almost entirely underground, and quite warren-like, with wide arched ceilings, and little port-holes in the roof letting in the light.
Fortunately Emilie Ems was there to explain what was going on, including the mythical off-side rule which, she assured me, came into play when someone tries to score a goal when there isn’t at least two members of the other team (including the goalie if necessary) in the larger of the two boxes in front of the goal. Should anyone break it, the other team gets to have a free kick, while their opponents all line up in front of them, clinging anxiously onto the front of their shorts.
She also assured me that the only two phrases you needed to know were “you’re havin’ a giraffe”, generally directed towards the referee, and “donkey”, which can be addressed to anyone on the pitch, particularly if they are on your own team and do something decidedly unwise.
Our win was apparently quite convincing - a full two goals ahead of the opposition in the second half, but Will and I were talking at the bar so had our backs to the screen and missed them both (although we heard the roar of the crowd).
So, all in all, a very fun night out pretending to watch the football. I could quite get to like this World Cup things.
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