Monday, June 19, 2006
Saturday, June 17, 2006 – US Soccer Fan for Life
Saturday morning began pretty laid back. We had a few trains to catch and needed to find our way to our hotel in Bad Sobernheim, from
We packed up and caught our first train at . We had to switch trains in
We boarded a train seemingly headed to no where, but we knew that we’d get to no where in about an hour. We met a
Once there, we were told we missed the shuttle to the game by 10 minutes. So now we were not only locked into a train to the game (actually two trains), but we also were told that another train back wouldn’t be available until the next morning. So we would have to sleep in
Fortune smiled on us on our way though, when we met up with many more US fans on the train ride into
Again, I won’t go over the game, if you watched it then you might actually know more than we currently do. I’ll let Andrew do a recap for you. I’ll just give my take on the game.
While we were headed to the game I insisted that I married into soccer and it would be wrong to call me a fan. Any person that stood in that stadium amongst 46000 other people pulling for their team to win, walked out that night a fan for life.
The experience was surreal for me. The first 45 minutes was the longest adrenaline rush that I have ever experienced. I used to swim and would always get the huge course of adrenaline running through me right before a race, but that lasted as long as my race lasted. This lasted 45 straight minutes. It almost made me throw-up. The fans were incredible. With two goals and two red cards in the first half alone, no one left the stands until the players were off the field. Of course then it was a mass exodus because no one had peed or gotten food or drinks for about 50 minutes.
Almost everyone was back in time for the second half and everyone was just as pumped up. With a quick red card for the
As for me, I yelled and cheered and cried and got angry and worried and elated. Cycle those emotions over and over again and you know what my second half was like. I asked Andrew, he said that I was just as into the game as he was. I never thought it would happen. Another thing that I never thought would happen is that I can’t wait to go home and watch it again to see all of the things we missed. Like didn’t Beasley score to put us up 2-1? What happened there? I thought the
What kept the fans in control was the awesome effort by the
On the train ride home all of the Germans who attended the game were behind US. They said we totally outplayed
Enough soccer talk our adventure didn’t end with attending the most exciting match of my life and of the 2006 World Cup. We only got to Bad Munster on our train and still needed a taxi the rest of the way. We assumed they would have taxis sitting outside the train station, but no, that didn’t happen. I was shivering and told Andrew there was no way I could sleep outside and wait for the morning train. So Andrew found a phone booth, called international information for a taxi company, then called the taxi company. Conversation went something like this:
Andrew “Sprechenzi English?”
Taxi guy “Little bit”
Andrew “We need a taxi at Bad Munster bahnhof”
Taxi Guy “There should be one there”
Andrew “There isn’t”
Taxi Guy “I’ll send one over”
Taxi Guy “Bitte”
Donna “Yeah, you are my hero! I love you! You are so wonderful!!!!!”
The taxi took us to our hotel after nearly hitting a deer and we arrived at , knowing that we had to get up at to start the long journey home. See you all soon!
Oh, one last thing, I was originally going to call this blog ‘Out in the Middle of Woop Woop’. But the game was so amazing that it converted me into a