Move Along, Nothing To See Here...
Another World Cup match, another bout of red and white. This time the colours were donned by the English in the first match of their campaign, against Paraguay.
We took in the match down at Canada Gardens, near Canary Wharf. Big screen, hot weather, football, lager in glass bottles and frozen brussel sprouts. Recipe for disaster? It certainly was.
I managed to escape unscathed, except for a beer shower after Beckham scored less than three minutes in. That was about as eventful as it got on the pitch. In the gardens, as the game lagged on, the crowd lagered up and the projectiles were flung.
It started with bits of sandwiches and ice, then proceeded onto celery. When the frozen sprouts started flying it was resonably apparent that some people had come prepared for devilishness, it is just unfortunate that someone thought that good clean fun could involve throwing glass bottles.
With about 15 minutes still to play in the final half the screen was shut down and the crowd told to disperse. The game wasn't that good but it was disappointing that we didn't get to see it all on account of just a few idiots.
The majority of the crowd were placid. We couldn't see what was going on up the front where the disturbance seemed to be focused.
The closure didn't dampen the buoyant spirits of the fans as they were relayed the final score on the tube home.
Tags: World Cup, football, London, soccer
2 Comments:
I must be un-Australian - I was trying to sleep while the game was on, and was woken by the roars of neighbours as the first goal was scored - and then the second... I had a crap night's sleep as a result - curse you, Socceroos!
You had better be careful or John Howard won't let you get married.
Oh, hang on... he won't anyway.
Hate on!
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