A couple of Fridays ago, a sports writer friend of mine wanted to experience watching the World Cup at a bar, I was to be his co-pilot for the night. I guess he wanted to sample Pinoy football fanaticism with a mild sprinkling of foreign fans. He was excited to do this story since he’ll be covering fan reactions towards the Brazil-Portugal match. Unfortunately, it rained so hard that night that we decided to scrap our plans to go out. I figured that I also have an early appointment the following day, I said go for the resked.
We decided to go out Saturday night to check out World Cup action – again – and take note of fan reactions – again. That was the night that I started to believe in fate – as in it was my fate not to watch World Cup Football. According to my friend, our cable provider had been off-the-air for the duration of that Saturday; watching became a
Fast forwarding to the rest of Saturday night, we ended up not watching. In
the end, we had 2 buckets of ice-cold beer at an oyster restaurant, where we didn’t have oysters.