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dateline -- Munich -- 12:30 am
Even half way wround the world, it´s easy to trash Duke. Ealier, I got word from a friend of mine, Gary Carter, a producer at Comcast Sportsnet, that JJ Redick was busted for DUI. FANTASTIC ... what a doofus. He even tried to turn around to try to avoid the ticket. Goon!
Anyhow ... back to the more important stuff. Today was another long one. After the last blog, I wandered all over Munich, killing time before the expected arrival of one Tim Murphy. Munich is a great city. Lot´s of old architecture, and interestingly enough, most of it has been rebuilt. Over 70 percent of the buildings in thew city were destroyed during allied bombing raids in WWII. The country has rebuilt most the the historic buildings to their exact standards from the past and they all look like they have been there all along.
So, 3 pm rolls around and guess what? NO MURPH!
BOO!
I would be disapointed, but it isn´t the easiest thing to set up a meeting in a place where you have never been and you know nothing about. So I trust that something arose that kept that silly Irishmen from showing up. Even still, I grabbed one of the famous liters at the Hofbrauhaus and enjozed the Korea-Togo match, which was very exciting before ending in a 2-1 win for the Asians.
Afterwards, I headed to the Munich FanFest, which is at OlympicPark. It´s a very cool setup with the big screen on a floating barge in the lake of the park. The park itself is a very neat place to be at. So much history. The swimming hall where Mark Spity won his seven gold medals and the Stadium, which is the former home of 20-time Bundesliga Champions Bayern Munich, are all right there in the area. The stadium was where the 1974 World Cup final was contested ... a 2-1 West German win over Holland.
So, tonight was the debut of Brazil, and maybe more importantly, the debut of their ultra-passionate fans. The Samba Nation was out in full force in Munich today and well into the night. Olympic Park was full of Samba drums everywhere you turned, and just as Marge Simpson once said, once it gets in your soul, it is hard not to start swaying your hips and moving your feet. The Brazilians aren´t the only ones in Munich though, far from it. It seems like every country of the World Cup is represented here ... even saw a few American flags!!!
Today I went absolutely souvenier crazy. Bought a ton of stuff, most of which I really have no use for other than the sentimental value of it. Oh Well.
One last thing. You know in the movie Meet the Fockers where Dustin Hoffman working out by doing the Brazilian dance fighting. Well, I have now seen it first hand.
THAT´S ALL THE BRAZILIANS SEEM TO DO!
Everywhere you look there are two guys in yellow pretending to roundhouse kick each other in the face. I can´t decide if it´s too weird or too cool.
Even half way wround the world, it´s easy to trash Duke. Ealier, I got word from a friend of mine, Gary Carter, a producer at Comcast Sportsnet, that JJ Redick was busted for DUI. FANTASTIC ... what a doofus. He even tried to turn around to try to avoid the ticket. Goon!
Anyhow ... back to the more important stuff. Today was another long one. After the last blog, I wandered all over Munich, killing time before the expected arrival of one Tim Murphy. Munich is a great city. Lot´s of old architecture, and interestingly enough, most of it has been rebuilt. Over 70 percent of the buildings in thew city were destroyed during allied bombing raids in WWII. The country has rebuilt most the the historic buildings to their exact standards from the past and they all look like they have been there all along.
So, 3 pm rolls around and guess what? NO MURPH!
BOO!
I would be disapointed, but it isn´t the easiest thing to set up a meeting in a place where you have never been and you know nothing about. So I trust that something arose that kept that silly Irishmen from showing up. Even still, I grabbed one of the famous liters at the Hofbrauhaus and enjozed the Korea-Togo match, which was very exciting before ending in a 2-1 win for the Asians.
Afterwards, I headed to the Munich FanFest, which is at OlympicPark. It´s a very cool setup with the big screen on a floating barge in the lake of the park. The park itself is a very neat place to be at. So much history. The swimming hall where Mark Spity won his seven gold medals and the Stadium, which is the former home of 20-time Bundesliga Champions Bayern Munich, are all right there in the area. The stadium was where the 1974 World Cup final was contested ... a 2-1 West German win over Holland.
So, tonight was the debut of Brazil, and maybe more importantly, the debut of their ultra-passionate fans. The Samba Nation was out in full force in Munich today and well into the night. Olympic Park was full of Samba drums everywhere you turned, and just as Marge Simpson once said, once it gets in your soul, it is hard not to start swaying your hips and moving your feet. The Brazilians aren´t the only ones in Munich though, far from it. It seems like every country of the World Cup is represented here ... even saw a few American flags!!!
Today I went absolutely souvenier crazy. Bought a ton of stuff, most of which I really have no use for other than the sentimental value of it. Oh Well.
One last thing. You know in the movie Meet the Fockers where Dustin Hoffman working out by doing the Brazilian dance fighting. Well, I have now seen it first hand.
THAT´S ALL THE BRAZILIANS SEEM TO DO!
Everywhere you look there are two guys in yellow pretending to roundhouse kick each other in the face. I can´t decide if it´s too weird or too cool.
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