Obviously during succer championships every bar & restaurant has to make a crucial marketing decision: big screen game watching (most) or soccer-free (a profitable niche-market). Another lucrative niche-market is courses; crochet your own igloo, produce the swirliest ice cream, expert bonsai pruning - succer widows & widowers will subscribe to anything to escape home game watching.
Home game watching? Yes, as the devotees get older, they're not up to bar game watching all wars with their fellow disciples anymore. Their first resort is 'It'll be so nice to watch together, all together - my succer friends & partners and you darling.' Although the heathens suspect they are invited to serve beers, cook, and wash dishes, cause the believers are too busy, it really is nice.
Organizing braais almost every day for over three weeks is a bit much, so their second resort is 'It'll be so nice to watch with you darling.' Yeah, sure, as long as there's enough cold beer and hot snacks at hand you'll never notice whether I'm there or not - darling! That's where the courses come in.
Being really old, we have our own solution for the non-braai events. Take Maud's fatboy & big tele, locate them strategically close to her computer, the fridge and the snacks cupboard, put Bram and our cats Tlo & Tau on top of the fatboy (yes, that's the big blue cushion), and there's a happy family!
For those who didn't believe our post 'Manual 2010': the Dutch national anthem is about the freedom war against the Spanish in (1568-1648)! And a running Low Lands joke is 'If we reach the next round, but the Germans don't, what's the point?'
What really irritates Maud is they took out everything interesting. Succer fasion used to be hot pants & tight shirts, but nowadays they're clad in these potato bags. On top of that they cancelled the charming habit of teams switching shirts on the field after the game. So what's the point of watching?
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