My upstairs neighbor yelled and stomped his feet so loudly, I heard it from my kitchen and realized instantly that something had happened on tonight’s soccer match, so I left my dishes and turned on the TV. I discovered my neighbor had yelled as our team ended the 1-1 score with a 2nd goal, and then, just seconds later, a third.
Our local soccer team, Brann, has not won the series since 1963. But tonight that changed. After a brilliant season of only four not a single lossed lost matches (just the rest wins and ties), Brann won a defining home match tonight 3-1. We’re gonna be partying all week and for the rest of the month! The town I live in will never be the same. And neither will the team’s official song. They’re going to have to rewrite the verse about winning last in 1963.
PS: I keep having to edit this post. Which doesn’t surprise me. a) I don’t use spellcheck, b) I know nothing about soccer or our team, c) except that our team tends to screw up royally, and d) Not this year, they won’t!!!