|Kegs and Eggs|
Yes, that's the primitive time I grew up in. There was no internet, no texting, and the wires just plain didn't cover British soccer. That's all changed of course and nowadays I have the ability to follow my Rangers in real time, even if real time isn't convenient. But when it comes to a European Cup final - the tournament that matches the best teams from the continent - you need visuals and you need company.
I booked a table and invited some friends. Having been breathalyzed an extraordinary amount since arriving in New Zealand, I hated being out with the drunks and took a circuitous route to the bar. I just didn't feel like the hassle this morning. It's awesome in a very creepy way to go to a bar and await the sunrise, especially a bar that is packed to the rafters. It's like life got turned upside down.
But we do what we have to do. We watched and extraordinarily thrilling game and, for a few hours, those of us in New Zealand felt a part of Europe. And we got beer with our bacon and no one judged us. That's worth something.