Last week Sunday the husband and I spent a few hours at Hanauma Bay… as you can see from the picture, the beach was pretty deserted which was interesting knowing how much of a tourist attraction Hanauma is. We sat there for a good while trying to figure out why the beach was so deserted on a Sunday and then I heard a group starting to hoot and whoop because they had just checked the “score.” Ding! We’re probably the only ones in the US who are into the wrong kind of “football.”
Our family is into fútbol. We like soccer, my husband was born and raised in South America, I played soccer when I was a girl and I’ve lived and studied in South America and have come to think of Argentina as my second “home.” I’m still the football coach’s daughter though, I understand the game; had to, dad coached for years, younger brother played and my high school girlfriends and I were the “stats girls.” It’s just that after years of being “forced” to live and breathe that kind of football, I choose to enjoy the fútbol that I loved playing as a girl. The fútbol that can unite an entire country for a time at least, and during Mundial season result in even the local priest telling people to stay home on Sunday and watch the game!
I like to mess with my students because I work at a high school that’s big on football, so the boys will ask me so Ms. who’s your favorite football team, and I’ll look at them without batting an eyelash and say Barcelona. Usually it takes a good 10 seconds for that to sink in and register with them. And then they say…awwww come on Ms. seriously who’s your favorite football team. And I generally respond with that is a football team. What can I say, our family is the only one that doesn’t get upset if drill weekend falls on Superbowl Sunday and Monday nights are great at my house because my husband and I can actually talk, he’s not watching the game on TV. In fact, we take serious advantage of the fact that everyone else in the US is football obsessed, from hitting Hanauma bay on Superbowl Sunday to hitting the theater and other normally crowded locales on a Monday night. However, when the World Cup rolls around….now that’s a different story at our house altogether!!
La vida es así 