Insomnia

"When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep... and you're never really awake. "

Funny how this is the time i write...


The game is done, the hopes are virtually dusted, blown away in a flurry of red, but they fought like lions, undone by a chimp on the bench.

Our stuff on our backs, we now make towards the Hauptbahnhoff, love saying that, and as we stop to get a rest, and some ice cream, we hear a chant, a fitting one, and perhaps that defined the night...till the train ride

"WE ONLY HAD 9 MEN, WE ONLY HAD 9 MEN.....AND WE GOT A POINT"

and first i was upset at the point, it could of been 3, the italians are pansy's and never looked for the win, despite being a man up, but looking back, we only had 9 men.

So onto the train ride

The Hauptbahnhoff was packed, and i mean packed, it is one in the morning, and this place is like a club, people pushing to get onto a platform. But all in the spirit of the world cup, and nothing but great sportsmanship and camradarie between the different fans.....was that about to change, to a degree.

On our ride, there happens to be a young lad, who has the silly idea to sit ontop of the top of a train seat and keep kicking the lady on whose seat he is sitting on, and as she snaps, and tells him to get off. all of a sudden the sullen drunk looking dude awakanes, begins to scream....and an american tells him, look calm down, get off the top of the seat, and chill out because after all its you vs us. Well that did not go over to well, he proceeds to jump onto the top of the seat, scream a volley of abuse about americans thinking they can do as they please and order people around and all that, meanwhile im watching the yank who takes his coat off, and slips his watch into his pocket and i know where this is heading...few minutes later after this guy is done screaming at everything and anyone who looks at him, and sits back down an aussie says "thats good, calm down mate".....and the german goes off, even touches the guys face....bad move....aussie says "do that again and i wont be nice".......so here i am, watching this unfold and wanting to take bets on who will pop the drunken idiot first, the yank who keeps staring at the guy and just soaking it all in and waiting for one more green light, or the aussie who had his face touched.

Minutes pass by, the guy is back to his drunken state, and im left feeling, like i have missed out, so close to my first green street hooligans moment

"And as for this, the violence? I gotta be honest - it grew on me. Once you've taken a few punches and realize you're not made of glass, you don't feel alive unless you're pushing yourself as far as you can go."

I was ready to experience this, feeling the drunken german wont let me down, and sure enough, after what looked like a period of him being drunken and napping he turns an proceeds to grab the aussies cheek and give it a gentle tap, and says "told ya i would do it again"....and somehow i know its coming, and from the yank....as the guy turns his face back, the arm is up, the fist in the air, and a head cracks against the baggage railing.....the cunt jumps onto the yank, but its of no use, about 5 of us grab him, in a packed train, and preety much hold him in the air by his limbs and leaving him unable to move, as the train comes to a stop in some village, we do the honorable thing and toss him off.

For the Fans

"I’m forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high
They nearly reach the sky
Then like my dreams they fade and die
Fortune’s always hiding
I’ve looked ev’rywhere
So I’m forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air."