Footballing in London

In between the running of the hogs in Sardenia, and my marathoning in Luxembourg, I made a quick weekend trip out to sunny Londontown.

Some of you may recall my last visit to London, which was nothing if not interesting and leaving me with my most unique souvenir so far….

So for this second trip I had 2 goals: not get punched, and ah, not get punched.

Things got started well, with a chill night out with Timmy and his work pals, followed by what would be our favorite activity of the weekend….watching Season 3 of Entourage.

After that grueling night we hit the British Museum, where you literally get to see the plunder of the ancient world:


And as the weather turned to familiar rain we eschewed further site seeing and went back to Timmy’s for some grub and more Entourage (yes we watched the entire season during the weekend, and no, I in no way feel this is an inappropriate way to spend a day visiting one of the greatest cities of the world).

That night was a special reunion with Peacocke and Kurt (who each separately joined Timmy and I on trips to Amsterdam this past year), as we all headed out on the town for some delicious lagers and reminiscing. If only Timmy could have stopped pointing at everything I think things might have gone even better. Oh well.

But on Sunday came the highlight (and main purpose) of the trip. An extremely generous work friend from my WaMu days hooked us up with tickets to the final match of the English Premiership Season between Chelsea and Everton at Chelsea. None of us knew how great the seats were, but we soon found out:

We were only 4 rows behind the benches directly on the mid-field stripe!

The Everton coach was so friendly that after being ejected from the match he climbed out of the bench and took up residence right next to us for the rest of the match (yes, that is the coach and he really did do that).

Ultimately the game did not mean much as Chelsea had clinched 2nd and Everton had clinched 4th, but we were still treated to an exciting draw (aren’t all draws exciting?) and an amazing experience.

So that is about it…not much in the way of sites, but a great experience seeing my first ‘true’ football match, and I came back with my face intact. All in all, a pretty good weekend I think.

Cheers!