Jun 18, 2010

I can hear the singing from here. I’m up on the sixth floor of the humanities building at the university, with the window towards the street slightly open, here for my two Friday afternoon office hours, and I can hear from here the cheering, down the street, and the fight songs, and the one-note horn’s fat, celebratory squawk.

The Germans are playing Serbia right now, down a goal, and they keep driving in, driving for a shot, an attempt, a try. They cross the ball and kick, but catch the corner or it’s high, or it’s stopped, and the German’s down the street, a crowd of a hundered or so, shout in hope and ohhhhhh! and there’s that horn again: Whaaa!


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