Keepin' it local (May 17th Journal Entry)

Walking down the street today Andrew and I witnessed the locals wearing plenty of blue, white, and red. This could only mean one thing: League 1 action. We continued down to the local sports store. Where, sure enough, highlighted right on the door was the time for the home match of Lille vs. Nice.

Without batting an eye we were on the metro, heading to the stadium. We hit a wall when we arrived, as there were only 'Presidential' tickets left. These are the most expensive seats in the stadium. I suppose acting on impulse, we both got tickets side by side. After all...these had to be amazing seats, right? To our surprise our seats were basically on the pitch...the only problem was we were about twenty-five feet from the sidelines. Our view was impeded by television microphones, banners, and the team benches. We could still see, but trying to catch a glimpse of mid-field action was a problem. Who would have thought Presidential seats could be so shitty?



The only thing that saved the game for us was the crowd, and the ability to smoke cigarettes in the stands.


However another blow was struck when we ordered two beers, only to find out they merely non-alcoholic. What a disgrace.

With the draw, Lille's chances of continuing on into a better league were hurt. Along with our taste buds.