I have some really terrific news; those soccer guys did not go on strike. Today there were actual live soccer games and I bought myself a ticket to one so I could experience a little European culture.
It was quite a long drive to the game, and boy, was it ever cold out when I got there. I decided I should get a little exercise to keep myself warm, so I walked up and down every set of steps in the stadium. It sounds easier than it was, actually.
The game itself is practically unwatchable. The rules make about as much sense as a physics textbook, and there was practically no scoring. What the hell was I even supposed to cheer for? I did get a lot of exercise and then I left.
I didn’t see anyone I know.