Help me fall in love with Oranje

So, I was out last night celebrating the birthday and, still pumped up about getting the Oranje jersey, I had to wear it out.

Realizing this, I knew, by the end of the night I had to try a Dutch beer... the only thing I saw at the three (I think?) bars I stopped in at was Amstel Light... nothing against Amstel, but I was really looking forward to having a go at a few of the more obscure names I hadn't given a try to.

I settled on the Amstel. It was solid, I won't lie. I just wanted to drink something that gave everyone a WTF face?

Also I wore the damn shirt on Monday when going to Barnes and Noble, yet again wearing the shirt, to try and order Brilliant Orange.

Woman looks at me after I ask her to look it up, and goes, "Is it about soccer?"

I look at her, "...what would ever give you that impression?" Certainly not the orange jersey I've been holding onto like an infant clutches their blanket.

If they come out Friday playing the same positive soccer, closing down and pressing like they did against Italy, the result doesn't matter... it's just so freaking great to watch.

When I say the result doesn't matter, it's not like I don't want the Dutch to win... it's just that there's ever anything to be ashamed of in watching your team play in such a way.

I've seen some teams lie, cheat, and steal a win in the worst, most negative ways... just such a blight on the game.

That'd be a change in direction. I'm used to my teams going through angst and disappointment

 

I noticed that watching the game from the start... he was holding his whistle during a lot of the over-the-top antics... he didn't give Sneijder the benefit of the doubt a couple times that he tried to make a meal of a tussle.

I was very impressed with his style until all the things that happened after the first goal... but, after we all found out that it was called correctly in a rule that tons of people (professionals included) don't know... it really could be considered one of the best refereeing performances I've seen.

Not saying it's the BEST or he was perfect... but he really let play, and not strategic attempts at buying free kicks, decide the game. This crushed an older, slower, cagier Italian side.

So, when I say that their dives weren't called hurt them... it is an insult, but it's more based on fact than pure disdain.

I like to try a lot of beers... the selection in most bars isn't exactly thrilling, but, beggars can't be choosers

I was at a wedding today and cutting up on how bad all of my friends dressed... they started getting on me about going out in orange soccer jerseys.

I felt no shame.

Join the club... wear the orange... at the very worst, people will notice you

 

You ever have one of those moments where you think somebody's making fun of you but you're not sure?

 

Did you ever have one of those fun moments where a moment momentarily gains momentum until you feel a notion that all of the motion is going to create an unnecessary commotion?

 

Yousa be constructin' confusin' sentencesa? Mesa can't believe it.