Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone (you know who you are!!).
I went with Chun, Dung and some mates to the "football" and was amazed by just how lazy these people really are. - the 'pitch' is about 1/2 as big as the goal square at a real footy game.
You'll notice I wore a blue shirt as to stand out from the sea of green & gold just in case there was trouble or horriganism. Later in the evening a mate's Mrs met up with some of the team at their hotel bar. Here is her account of the conversation with Lucas Neill:
Loan: Hello
Lucas: G'day
Loan: Were you one of the people who missed a penalty?
Lucas: Yes
Loan: Are you the famous one, or the other one
Lucas: I'm the other one
Loan: oh, so where's the famous one?
Lucas: I think Harry's upset, he's staying in.
Loan: So your team is like Vietnam. You are losers.
Lucas: (inaudible grunt)
Loan: Can you smile for the camera?
Lucas: sure (smiles, evidence available if you care)
Loan: Thanks...why aren't you dancing?
I'd like to know if anybody watched the game and if so did you notice me?
1 comment:
Hmmmm I imagine that being a female and going back to a soccer teams hotel is probably not a safe idea.
Now that the Aussies are out...who cares?
Have you seen any crazy drunken mobs of VN boys driving their bikes full speed round Hoan Kiem yet?
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