Saturday, June 19, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
World Cup Soccer and Me
I will start this post by saying that I love the World Cup, but in a weird way. You see, I do not like watching sports and soccer is no different. I have no idea if Canada even has a team that is eligible to compete in the World Cup or whether we do, and it just sucks and hasn't been able to make it in a while. However, what I do love is seeing how into it people get.
I couldn't help but laugh at a friend's facebook status the day the World Cup started which said something to the effect to of "...now remember France this is soccer not volleyball," referring to France's win over Ireland that got them to the Cup. (The story behind this is that France and Ireland went into extra time and France scored. However "based on replays, the goal was triply illegal: two of the French attackers were offside, while one of them – captain Thierry Henry – clearly touched the ball with his outstretched hand.") My mum is originally from Ireland and every time we pass someone with a French flag some variant of "cheaters" is muttered. My mother does not watch soccer, nor has ever really shown an interest in the sport, but it makes me laugh seeing her get all indignant over the fact that her country didn't make it to the World Cup.
I also love seeing all the flags people have flying on their cars. Not so much in the town I live in, though they're definitely present but I went to Toronto yesterday and pretty much every single car has a flag on it. A good chunk of the people walking down the street were wearing they're jerseys (particularly the Brazilians, who were playing as we were driving). You could tell when the Brazilians scored because horns would sound all over the city and people would be hanging out of their cars hooting at pedestrians. It was particularly fun driving down St. Claire after the game and seeing literally every other pedestrian in a jersey.
Overall, I just see the World Cup as a fun way to celebrate your country or your heritage. While neither Canada or Ireland are in the cup, my dad and his family are all from Italy so I'm going to be cheering them on. GO ITALIA!
I couldn't help but laugh at a friend's facebook status the day the World Cup started which said something to the effect to of "...now remember France this is soccer not volleyball," referring to France's win over Ireland that got them to the Cup. (The story behind this is that France and Ireland went into extra time and France scored. However "based on replays, the goal was triply illegal: two of the French attackers were offside, while one of them – captain Thierry Henry – clearly touched the ball with his outstretched hand.") My mum is originally from Ireland and every time we pass someone with a French flag some variant of "cheaters" is muttered. My mother does not watch soccer, nor has ever really shown an interest in the sport, but it makes me laugh seeing her get all indignant over the fact that her country didn't make it to the World Cup.
I also love seeing all the flags people have flying on their cars. Not so much in the town I live in, though they're definitely present but I went to Toronto yesterday and pretty much every single car has a flag on it. A good chunk of the people walking down the street were wearing they're jerseys (particularly the Brazilians, who were playing as we were driving). You could tell when the Brazilians scored because horns would sound all over the city and people would be hanging out of their cars hooting at pedestrians. It was particularly fun driving down St. Claire after the game and seeing literally every other pedestrian in a jersey.
Overall, I just see the World Cup as a fun way to celebrate your country or your heritage. While neither Canada or Ireland are in the cup, my dad and his family are all from Italy so I'm going to be cheering them on. GO ITALIA!
Monday, June 14, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
On Laziness and Montreal
You know, I honestly thought that once school was over and it was summer I would blog far mroe frequently. Y'know, 'cause I have all this free time and stuff. Readers, I do have all sorts of free time, but I am also lazy beyond belief. I was going to write a glorious blog post about my adventures in Toronto with the lovely Caitlin, complete with pictures of elephants and scary birds from our trip to the zoo. However, my memory card broke and I lost all my awesome pictures and I decided that I did not want to write a blog post about our adventures without them. This is inexcusable because while on this trip I got to see my favourite band, Coheed and Cambria live in concert. They were amazing and I made a fool of myself by dancing and singing along to all the songs. Somehow, Caitlin still allows herself to be seen with me in public.
My next adventure that I was going to blog about was going to the beautiful city of Montreal with my father and step mother. It was a gorgeous city and I took a ton of pictures, none of which were lost. I got the pictures all resized so they would fit nicely on the blog... and then got lazy. So, I will post these pictures now and try in the future to not be so lazy.
My next adventure that I was going to blog about was going to the beautiful city of Montreal with my father and step mother. It was a gorgeous city and I took a ton of pictures, none of which were lost. I got the pictures all resized so they would fit nicely on the blog... and then got lazy. So, I will post these pictures now and try in the future to not be so lazy.
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