Showing posts with label beer. Show all posts
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Monday, 28 April 2014

Hooligans or supporters?


Journalists must use the language correctly. A lot of people repeat what they hear, watch or read in the newspapers and if the information or the words are not the right, is when mistakes appear.

During a long time, here both in the Catalan and Spanish press they use to call hooligans to all the British supports. Maybe it is because my mother is English that annoyed me a lot. Of course you can find hooligans in England and there are well known because of the trouble they have created in some trips with their teams or the national team, but not all the supporters are hooligans. Here in Spain we had a lot of groups that went to the matches to cause trouble. In past years, a lot of them have disappeared but we also had our problems with big fights and people that even got killed.

The other day, watching the match between Atlético de Madrid and Chelsea, I saw a lot of families in the stands of the stadium. Honestly, I doubt that a ten year old boy is a hooligan or his parents. Obviously, I know that there are hooligans that can’t go out of their country and the Police are after them, but as I said, not all of the supporters are like that. However, I have to admit that in the past years this word is used more accurately and most of the journalist referred to them as supporters.

But one thing journalists can’t avoid talking is about the supporters and the beers. The other day, in one of the main radio stations in Spain, a journalist said that the streets of Madrid were full of Chelsea supporters with their beer in their hands AS if the English supporters are the only ones who drink. It is true that sometimes they get carried away but thery are not the only ones.

Last week R. Madrid and Barcelona played the Spanish Cup final and I saw a lot of photographs and TV shots were I could see supporters of the two teams with beers in their hands. I am sure that more than one of them arrived completely drunk to the match. I have been to three finals myself and in all of them I have seen how the supporters drink since first thing in the morning.

As I wrote at the beginning journalists have to be very careful. They generate some topics that can create mistakes. Of course British supporters drink, but also the supporters of any team, specially, in an important game for them. I am not saying that it is right, what I want to point out is that it is something normal in football.

Thursday, 20 March 2014

Bye, bye winter

Today, at 17.57h according to the radio, spring starts. “Hurray!”, will think a lot of the Barcelonans. More sun for us, longer days, short sleeves and terraces full of people having their drinks. For many people, it is one of the best stations of the year. Not too warm, but hot enough to be in the street and having fun with the family or friends. 
 
However, is not how I feel.  I have to admit that I enjoy this time of the year where you can be outside, enjoying yourself, having a coke or a beer with whoever you want. I will not discuss this, obviously but I have to say that, for me, it is bad news. I see my clothes, and I think that a lot of the will be in the wardrobe until next year.

I know I am different to most  people, but I really enjoy winter. Winter, for me, is Christmas, New Years Eve, the three kings, family, cold, presents, fun, hope, best wishes... It is also my birthday, my sisters birthday. January is the month I started with Jéssica, and in February we started living together. March is my wife’s birthday. I think I have a lot of things to celebrate in winter. As I wrote once in this blog, it’s the most wonderful time of the year.

I love wearing long sleeve shirts, jumpers and coats. I like putting on my scarves or going out running early in the morning when it is cold. I enjoy walking around the streets and feeling the cold in your face. I enjoy a warm cup of coffee or tea when it is cold outside. I like the darkness in the streets when I get out of work and I go walking to the metro. Winter finishes today and I am willing for it to start again.

Now it is time for sun. In a few months, we will be in the beach. We will be warm, it will be hot in our flat. I understand that people like this time of the year. I do myself, but nothing like winter. It is the best time of the year.

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