Let’s see: good beer at great pubs, fantastic soccer, betting at the matches, spectacular atmosphere, ear-pleasing accents and a chilly day that just won’t make way for the sun … yep, I must be in England!
Greetings from London Heathrow ... fantastic soccer ahead
Greetings from London Heathrow, where the annual extended-weekend soccer trip is beginning in quite inglorious fashion, at a dank airport coffee shop while my girlfriend waits for her AWOL bag.
Ordinarily, it wouldn’t matter. She’s a global traveler and she’s dealt with worse. But since her cold-weather gear is packed away, and since we’ll be at Craven Cottage in a few hours for Fulham’s FA Cup match against Spurs, she needs that damn bag!
I’ve sat in plenty of
We’re meeting up with friends today. Tomorrow we meet up with others at
I take this trip once a year, usually with my boyz. Yeah, I spell it with a “z” … because that’s the kind of silliness that ensues on those trips. Lots of pull my finger and other shenanigans that remind us once and for all: there’s a 12-year old tucked not too far inside every male of the species. Anyway, this one will be a little more tame since the Queen Fixer is about. Either way, I’ll tell you all about it … well, most of it.
(By the way, if you’re local and you know where the Daily Soccer Fix HQ is located … don’t get any ideas about raiding the residence. The border collie is too smart for her own good, but she’d fold pretty quick in a fight. The Rottie mix, he’s beefy, but he’s generally a sweet dog and you might even talk your way past him. But the Great Dane … she’s crazy as an outhouse rat, and the warrior spirit is strong in that one. If you’re lucky she’ll just eat your junk as a snack and leave the rest of you intact. That’s IF you get off light.)
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