Okay, so Chile didn’t win. They tied 0-0 with Uruguay yesterday. But I still had a lot of fun my first time at the Estadio Nacional for a game.
I wouldn’t call myself a sports fan, but I am a team fan, if you get my drift. For example, I LOVE the Boston Red Sox, and the Celtics and the Patriots. But put on a baseball game between any other two teams and I could care less. Same goes for Basketball or American Football.
Last night, I felt like Chile was my team, even though I’m not Chilean. But I got really into the game and felt like I was going to have a heart attack every time Urugay got close to scoring a goal. I got excited every time Chile got past half field. I was ripped when the stupid Argentinian referee gave the defense player 2 yellow cards and kicked him out of the game.
I sang along to the songs and chants. (Although I couldn’t bring myself to yell the swear words…I guess I’m just too much of a lady). I wish I could have whistled every time the small Urugyan section started to chant, but unfortunatelly I can’t whistle.
But most of all, I was disappointed not to be able to yell “GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!” because Chile didn’t score. But alas, that just means I’ll have to go back in June when they play again.