Italy, Portugal and Bratwurst

For the first time since cheering with 1. FC Koeln I attended a European football match. It was also my first time actually sitting with the fans. I always remember looking at them standing and cheering and waving their flags. On this night I was one of them; sloshing beer in conversation and gesturing with bratwurst in fist. It was a mild night outside but I was pretty chilly with all those fans around me and all. Ok, it had been a long time since I had sat out in the rain and didn't mind. I guess I was too busy watching Ronaldo's orange shoes to care.