Fuuutbool!!!

So a couple weeks ago, before my computer decided to have an epic breakdown, we went to a soccer (futbol) game. As all of you probably know, I was amazingly excited! Why? Because people here actually get it. People here understand the importance, the culture, and the way of life that is soccer. I've found it in small places in America, but here it's the norm. People don't just root for their soccer team, they live and die by their soccer team. (Just how it should be) Ok so maybe that last sentence was a little bit over the top, but you get my point. No more making fun of soccer and not knowing about it, everyone here plays and adores it. If you tell people here that you play soccer, they ask, "what team?" because they only count "playing" as playing for a professional team because everyone here plays it (Once again, just how it should be). But anyways, back to the point of the blog, we went to a soccer game, and it was absolutely amazing! I loved every minute of it! Seriously, every single minute! It wasn't just a game it was an event. It felt like a concert, a family reunion, and a soccer game all wrapped up into one. It seriously is a way of life down here. Look at these pictures!

Ok so that entire first part might have been a little over the top, but i did love it and I plan on going often. They all knew the chants and you could hear their voices echoing throughout the city. It was like one big black and yellow, fairly shirtless party. I sat next to my friend from church, Martín and asked him, all in Spanish mind you, a bunch of questions about the team, the stadium, and soccer terms in spanish. Not only did I get to go to a game, but I was able to have my first semi-conversation in spanish. So all in all it was a pretty sweet day in the life of Connor Best.