6 pints and some footy

and it started on Munich's Marienplatz. you see here how the tunisian fans started the partying.

the weather was beautiful, the city is gorgeous and there's nothing people there like more than a coupla beers in the sun.

as you can see here, tunisian fans enjoy a good beer, too. they'll have to, coz we all know the beer sold at the worldcup is by an american producer I won't name here. bleughh.

they brought their own bands along, they were cheering each other on, partying like big'uns, they really got into the mood. happy people having themselves a great old time of fun and games. for the show on Marienplatz, they found a lot of new fans to support them. yes, people do love a good party!

as you can see, it got a little crowded in the subway going to the stadium. it was loud, people chanting their teams' songs, playing the drums and all kinds of shalms and what have ya, waving flags and each other around.

felt like tokyo in the rush hour inside the tube, it was hot, people giggled and cracked silly jokes about they hadn't really planned to use the sauna on such a hot day, how they would really love a cold beer, a shower and a new t-shirt soon...

aaaand we're in the Allianz Arena after that sweaty ride on the tube and a 15-mins walk in the sun. got felt up by some sweaty security girlie who also went through my backpack (yeah, next time I'll hide the bombs better).

at this point, I'm glad my cousin thought of getting us some pints. the beer tastes godaweful, but hey, we're that thirsty.

the teams walk in and the stadium's slowly but surely filling up. so are we, by that time, we're well into the second pint, still feeling soooo thirsty. beer still tastes disgusting, but hey - it is warm out here.

dunno if you can see this, but the seats are kinda behind the goal ;)

gotta love the scots. no team in the world cup, but hardcore fans who'll hang their flag, wear the proper clothes for this kind of weather and simply enjoy themselves.

remind me to ask them next time if or what they wear under the kilt ;p

oy mate, 'twas brill!

well... let's say both teams could still need some training... but hey - who cares about those, right? there was still some beer to be consumed, and bernie and me did. it was hot, the beer was flowing and I stopped bothering using the ladies', as the gents' was right beside our exit and the stalls were empty anyways.

quit taking pics, but kept on drinking.

a good 5 pints later, the score was 2 : 1 for who-fucken-cares and we thought that was quite enough, let's catch a tube downtown and watch the next game somewhere. we weren't the only ones with that idea, so there were a coupla dozen thousand other fans heading that direction. at some point, news got around the game ended with a 2 : 2 tie. nice. I still had my 6th pint in my mitt, giggling at bernie's jokes.

on the tube back, we got to talk to some young blokes from the german mid-west and 2 buzzed english fans. same presidure every fucken' time: "say, are you irish?"

heheheh nope.

saw the next game, germany vs. poland, in a little coffee bar around central station. was good fun, and after a 10-pm burger dinner, I really needed the big cappuccino to settle my stomach.

dear tunisian fans: thanks for a great party.

dear fifa: get us better beer next time.

dear footy fans: I love y'all, yer great :D

olé!