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  1. I am alive. At least, until now. Literally, megaton of things to post, but just too little time. This is like a Crimbo on steroids. And way too many Colombian and Peruvian girls to buy drinks for. Will be back home on the 8th, some family friendly editing for my journal entries and hopefully quite a few quality longreads for your pleasure. Man, I am going to miss all this. Barely slept after watching Argentina France live in Kazan, absolutely mental atmosphere inside the stadium. Epic tournamnet so far. Will probably lose my voice (again) rooting for our boys tonight.
  2. Man oh man oh man. Iranian men and women wearing shorts asking for directions to the nearest KFC. In front of a brilliant family Uzbek cuisine restaurant with some of the best meat dishes in town. Me hugging absolutely unknown people from Czech Republic because we all happened to root for Senegal. In a Belgian brewhouse. Our national team scoring an average of 4 goals per game and qualifying for playoffs for the first time since Mexico 86. Me trying all of the fantastic homemade distillates in a brilliant Georgian joint with beef khinkali and mutton skewers that literally melt in your mouth. I can not quite put my finger on it. But I rather like this whole World Cup business. Aussie fans telling great tales about their trip via Vladivostok, with one dude from Melbourne asking why that city was not hosting, since he loved it so much and could not stop munching all that Korean street food. Yup, there are actually more Koreans than Chinese living in that Far East port city of ours. Surprises a ton of my compatriots to this day, let alone those visiting forrins. Spain fans literally spending days escaping the heat in Kazan’s craft beer joints and forcing chicken wings shortage in some of those. Polish lads ridiculing Colombians with their sarcasm and singing. The French looking like a group of consistently drunk homeless hipsters, always asking for places where it is ok to smoke herbs. And, by the looks of it, finding them. Da polis are full Glasgow mode in that particular regard, you have to do something downright incredible to warrant any kind of aggression or even attention on their part. Serbs being forced to drink with everyone in sight. Two English lads buying a whole bunch of ChakChak (famous local sweet) and running around and giving it away to Aussies. What a sight. Man, I love that there is a goal every game at least. Awesome that. Icelanders singing Kalinka. I would bet a fair price, none of those guys paid for a drink anywhere for the rest of the day. There was like 30k of them in a spanking new Zaryadye park next door to Kremlin, new records set for beer sales there. Those two guys driving a Niva, remember? Like thousands of replies via social media, with a ton of people ready to provide a place for stay and any kind of technica technical assistance, since that is some old vehicle. Garteh Southgate actually being aware of the Stalingrad Battle, won a fair few sympathizers here. When in Paris, I always find a minute to have a silent respectful shot of something really strong on Rue Stalingrad, very personal place for a whole variety of family reasons. Pub quiz fun fact of the day - that Schmeichel header was still not enough for ManYoo to beat Rotor Volgograd over two legs in the UEFA Cup all those years ago. Swedes invading Nizhny Novgorod, with my friend among those who tried to explain that Solyanka is a far superior soup than Borsch (no matter how brilliant) if you want to have a strong drink or ten during your supper. I was kidding about beer shortage, but several pubs there actually called in for extra supplies. Thousands of adorable Nordic alcoholics will force you to. A Chinese dude wearing Dynamo Moscow shirt near a train station there, absolutely astounded that my mate would literally chase him to take a photo for me, turned out to be one of those expat variety, proper canny choice of a club dare I say. Some jawdroppingly beautiful Korean girls visiting as well, quite a few are downright ridiculous even by our lofty standards. Two boys from England ended up making headlines - one for punching a window in a train and ending up with a very severe cut. Newsflash - the glass used in our trains can handle anything from roasting heat to freezing cold, so the poor guy was a bit surprised at the damage inflicted on his arm. Was “visibly rather inadequate due to a large amount of consumed alcohol” as per transport police report. The other lad from the UK should thank his lucky stars that the tournament is not held in the US. Managed to nick a gun from a transport police officer attempting to calm him down while “being incapable of comprehending human speech” as per report and was arrested for obstruction of justice. The UK Embassy is dealing with both cases, both proud plastered heroes likely to be deported shortly. Huge events, individual drunk idiots making a name for themselves shocker. In fairness, England fans are by and large impeccably well-behaved, although a fair few bars and pubs in Volgograd probably had to call in for extra kegs after their visits. Thousands and thousands of people watching Russia Egypt last night in the fanzone, with the city’s sizable forrin student diaspora making their presence felt. Flags from all over Africa, Asia and South America, just an incredible party really. As our cab driver brilliantly put it - looked like everyone was happily drunk on a wedding day. Reports of Egyptian students being kindly forced to join the drinking and singing madness after the match. Will be in attendance for Spain Iran me, hope to see Iniesta in flesh. Local mosques report record numbers of worshippers from abroad passing by for a quick prayer. Predominantly sunni mosques, persians praying. Football, man. On a side note - Hillary Clinton was left gobsmacked when she discovered that Kazan’s main Orthodox Church and Mosque are next door to each other, and the local Catholic Church and Synagogue are both within walking distance without anyone among the locals giving a phook about it for generations, during her visit 12 years ago. Also, to avoid any potential religious bad blood, both the sounds of Orthodox church bells and the imam’s morning calls fo a prayer are kept inside. Love this city. More of a melting pot than quiet a few self-proclaimed melting pots. Some of those Persian boys and girls (all wearing shorts) blowing those huge horns already. The Spaniards are much more reserved, but boy are they committed drinkers. Insist upon ordering bottle after bottle of the local pride and joy - Khanskaya Vodka. Tons of fans of smaller clubs (Cordoba, Valladolid, Granada, Mallorca, Alaves, etc) in Kazan, bars and clubs are buzzing. I never had this much fun since high school. And that was some fun. Pure unadulterated filth, dare I say. Still pinching myself, like.
  3. I am merely monitoring the media and what gets out on those social networks A roasting hot day here in Kazan, them Colombia fans on my train were loud as hell, but calmed down at midnight. Were drumming and singing when we ariived at Kazan Central. At 8 am, man. How do they do it? Plenty of Aussies in the streets, look very hangover-ish The local girls are just gorgeous, as usual, and you can imagine how it might be here with almost +30 celcius outside. Eye candies aplenty. A Mexico fan whose wife would not let hin join his lads group is now famous - his friends made a hunan sized cut out and take it everywhere. Poor bloke must be so happy seeing all those pics on social media. My boys in Kalinigrad missed their train because they loved the local brews so much, they forgot about the time difference. Caught a cab and rushed on, managed to actually get on their train in Lithuania and ended up drinking with Poland and Egypt fans. Can not wait to see their mugs here
  4. I am in the midst of a really hectic day, so here is a brief-ish overview of what is ganning on. A 28 year old citizen of Kyrgyzstan managed to literally drive into a group of Mexico fans in the city center. Injured seven people, one lady is in a hospital, but fortunately did not suffer any life-threatening injuries. The moron then tried to flee the scene, and was very lucky not to end up dead because quite a few witnesses were ready to tear him apart. He is in custody, I haven't had the time to gather all the info yet, but a cynic in me says it was either a guy going postal from greed-infected lack of sleep and snapping at the traffic, or one of those scary one-man terror attacks. Yes, us and Piter are on that VIP list of major cities where the alternative-thinking scumbags always plot something horrific. And sometimes, they succeed. Those benches you might see in front of subway station entrances and pedestrian underground road crossings are not benches - these are concrete barriers put up by our glorious mayor after two attacks last year, when bus drivers (allegedly due to falling asleep, but I don't believe it personally) rammed into such locations, unfortunately causing victims. Will read into the incident and provide an update. Two young and really drunk Portuguese lads found an even drunker Spain fan who was sleeping on a bench in a park and urinated on his pants in the early morning hours, for whatever reason. Also, valiantly fleeing the scene despite calls to stop by several disgusted locals. The poor señor was then assisted to the hotel. A girl from China fell into that Latin heat and pashun thingy and ended up drinking with three proper macho lads from Argentina. What followed was some sort of an orgy in their hotel room. Recorded by one of the future pornstar boys. The girl politely asked for the fun video to be erased, prompting a negative response. And decided to call da polis. It's amazing stories like these that still keep me interested in major sporting events. Truly, remarkable cross-cultural bridges are being built. Fantastic. I saw a German dude wearing Stuttgarter Kickers shirt last night, accompanied by two ladies who both looked suspiciously like Melissa McCarthy. I wanted to take a picture with them, but they were speaking that forrin German language so loud, that I decided not to bother, because they were arguing or something. Saw a group of Japan fans dozing off after a pint or ten at my local, but they woke up when Croatia played Nigeria and clapped like crazy any time anyone did something good on the pitch in that adorable, but weird forrin Japanese way. Speaking of Croatia Nigeria - had two friends in attendance in Kaliningrad. Partied their metaphorical behinds by the looks of it, them Croats turned every beer joint in a profit making monster last night. Which is something in a city priding itself on beer production. And consumption. Unfortunately, not enough of Nigerian lads wearing those unbelievable hats. Damn, I am desperate to own one. My boys then proceeded to dive into the city's club scene for an hour or two. Woke up right before lunch and ran to the beach for a swim. Lucky so and so's. Peter Odemwinge is the only footballer (ex or current) who bothered to get a decent suit for his TV appearances. Thanks for that, was getting a bit ridiculous. Came across as a nice guy, not bland or boring Captain Obvious type. Was a bit of a bad-a$$ party animal back in the day and had plenty of haters in the media. A friend in St Petersburg spent the night drinking with Panama fans who were almost reduced to tears when telling about their team's qualification. One of them actually got a tattoo with the date of that fateful match, and October was inked in Russian. What a lad. Saw a bunch of Mexicans walking around my neighborhood. Which is kinda posh and much closer to the suburbs. Yes, wearing hats as well. And boy, do they love their beer. Insane amounts, like. One of them had IAMSINGLE in Russian on the back of his shirt. Another mate of mine was wearing a 2002 Brazil away shirt, yet ended up mobbed and forced to drink sensibly (he was walking around with his little son) with a group of Argentina fans. Have a train to catch in 5 hours time. Kazan, here I come. Flip and anyone else in need of advice/help in or around any of the host cities - feel free to PM me. I will be checking the forum on lunchtime everyday. Will try to be brief, diary type. Not daft or young enough to type from my phone, but will try to post some pics and videos. So far, the football itself is good imo. Minor idiocy (a common theme during any huge event) notwithstanding, people are absolutely enjoying it. It's like a New Years Day, but in the summer. With thousands of complete strangers hugging and singing daft songs and such. Luv it.
  5. Oh no. My feelings. Off to watch Iceland France. Could be a good one. So far, my only footballing wish of a goal inside every 90 minutes played is going along nicely. Long may it continue.
  6. Proof that not everyone in Piter is some Napoli type nutter about football. Their taxi drivers are the best for fantastic stories about local and forrin drunks, so I can never bring myself to hate them
  7. What a day. Managed to keep it pretty tidy, me. 5 helpings of Caol Isla (yes, I did not drink for a while) and a few beers in between, pub crawling and all. In a nutshell - I now understand the economical problems those forrin Latin Anerican countries go through all the time I mean, if you party like that - there us no way in hell anyone will be up for work, like Taxi drivers are ecstatic as the rates are through the roof. Traffic got so bad, I saw a "wait for 20 minutes" message on my taxi app. Never seen it before over the course of the last like 6-7 years Them forrins sipping spirits in public, bottles and glasses everywhere. Saw a girl from Colombia who accidentally smashed a beer pint outside of a rather snobbish expensive bar and the bouncer went like "FFS, I told them to get another order of glasses in, these drunk chicks will bankrupt us" Portugal Spain. Wow. And I managed to see all of them fancy forrin goals. What a game. Some drunk dicks from Spain and Portugal had the tournament's first scuffle in Sochi, but it was nothing major, the mongs were quickly separated. Those some sort of Spanish forrins. Coming over here. Fighting in our cities. Mugs Two of my mates were in attendance for Morroco Iran and would not shut up whining about them forrin Arabic and Persian vuvuzelas. And Mexican fans with daft things in Russian on the backs of their shirts like "Offside it was", too lazy to ask a local on the proper wording Also, a lovely girl from Colombia with a rather impressive "balcony", as some kids call it. I am keeping the photos just in case. You know. An incident on 13th of June. A fan from Nigeria rented an apartment in a rather quiet residential area and decided to go full throttle on booze immediately. His flat is on the second floor, so once he got all beady eyed and happy, he climbed outside the window, and started dancing and singing on that arch thingy above the entrance. Neighbors were rather understanding. Until it got to 11pm and one rather annoyed guy who had work to do in the morning also climbed out and after a few linguistical exchanges ended up pushing the guest to the ground. No charges were pushed by the fan, no injuries suffered as a result. He was advised to do the drinking/dancing thing in the city center, since we don't like them forrins doing that late night in residential areas. Obviously. Hopefully, one of those fantastic hats is ok as well Saw a man in Brazil shirt smiling awkwardly as the word puta was repeatedly sang at him by a huge group of really drunk Argies. Those forrins, I would have charged at them on the spot. Probably Also, why nobody seems to bother studying the subway map. Seen it in New York, Seoul, Toronto, Paris, etc. So weird, like If you plan to use it, why stand in front of the entrance, pondering where am I? Those forrins. Or is it just me?
  8. All the tickets were sold via FIFA official website, as far as they are concerned the game is a sellout. But, a ton of local corporate types didn't bother to show up, what with the game starting at 17-00 local time on a Friday and Ekaterinburg having some of the best food/beer scene anywhere in Russia, and I say that as a spoilt Muscowite Plus, it appears to be rather cold-ish for this time of the year and traffic there can be a bit arsey after 16-00. So the configuration of the stadium and the location of the TV cams make it look like a half empty one. It is not, a local aquintance of mine just wrote that it's like 3/4 full, just a lot of empty seats in the most expensive sections below. Typical rich ferkers, all about themselves. Guys doing play-by-play troll the local noblemen First half was AIDS. This morning I saw a grown man dressed in Colombia shirt wearing Dino pants - you know the ones some theme park employees wear to make it look like they ride a cartoon dinosaur. Visibly well in his 30's, accompanied by a man in his 60's who looks like his dad. Man, those forrins
  9. Bruno Alves will be showered with questions about his time at Zenit, because them Piter media types are freaking obsessed with forrins saying nice things about their museums and culture and all that other boring non-football nonsense. No doubt, will say something about his dad feasting in one of many, many genuinely fantastic culinary outposts there And how some student girl from Capo Verde almost messed up his hairdo No doubt, those two tools (Maniche and Costinha) will have a few words about my club's failed romance with Jorge Mendes and like 100 of his players. Danny, on their hand, still has our famous D tattooed on his arm (much to the dismay of Zenit support) and will be able to tell a whole different story. Cristiano is either adored or hated in that childish pantomime way. Like he's probably gay, giggle giggle On a serious note - his Head And Shoulders ads are well solid. Not irritating like that banking thing Messi did Pub quiz fun fact - a certain Thiago Silva was among the players then-owner Fedorychev (a fertilizer mogul, hence my adoring Captain Composte nickname for him and his failed reign) brought to Dynamo Moscow among with a ton of Portuguese boys, and the poor bloke was diagnosed with tuberculosis during his medical, after them docs got a bit suspicious. Spent three months in isolation at the hospital and left. Doesn't like talking about it, quite a few raunchy rumors went viral about how in the hell he got it. But no hard feelings, came across as a nice lad and went on to become a fantastic player. The pitch staff at Krasnodar Stadium had a surprise for Spain - they had THAT giant bull cut on the grass, center pitch. You know, the big corrida bull they have on some touristy t-shirts and all. Cunningly enough, FC Krasnodar are nicknamed the bulls (or cows, if you support Kuban Krasnodar). Their journos were chuffed. Iniesta is followed by an army of local under10 Barca fans yelling his name repeatedly. Of course, the whole Lopetegui thing is a distraction. But Hierro could be a sensible choice, always came across as a smart football man. Iran will rely on quite a few people in Kazan and Rostov for support because of Serdar Azmoun. Quite popular in both of those cities despite some rather dodgy transfer dealings between respective clubs. Also, there is a large student population from Iran in Kazan, so should be a fun game against Spain. Will be in attendance. Can not wait, like. Morocco obviously rely on a ton of players born and raised in France, Belgium and Netherlands and other such daft European places Technically superb in some cases, but not enough depth. Love their oranges though.
  10. France have a great squad. Them along with Germany and Spain have some downright ridiculous depth. So jealous. But for whatever reason, people really like Australia here. I asked around and it's mostly those who are not really into football, nobody can name a player aside from Cahill and that skinhead from Hudd. But them and Iceland will have quite a few locals' support. Go figure. Denmark are tidy, absolutely love Eriksen. Sisto is insanely popular because his last name can be translated as Titso in Russian But no Bendtner. Not fair. Peruvians are everywhere. Hordes of them. I discovered their cuisine a while ago when in Miami, loved it ever since. So many lovely girls as well. It was reported, that there were like 10k of them in and around the city center yesterday When I calmly told anyone who would listen that you shouldn't read crime reports from Lima or Bogota and dread all "those people" from Peru and Colombia coming over, because it costs a fortune to get from SA here and the people who would go are all mint and party animals - I was ridiculed. Granted, those who did not believe me are the same people who still whine about pretty much everything and don't even follow football otherwise. But who was right? A flipping party. Even our polite but very strict OB don't do anything when some Argies or Mexicans drink gigatons of beer in the parks and squares, and it is illegal to have an open container of alcohol in public. I know, I got fined like three times in three different cities Plus, the Guerreiro factor. That was so touching, like And every Lokomotiv fan I know is absolutely supporting Farfan and hoping that those other Peruvian lads they are linked with are quality and end up signing for them. Just like the Mexicans and Chileans at the Confederations Cup - these guys will charm the hell out of people and many will be on their side. On a sidenote, people loved the Chilean fans here even though they had two moronic rival club incidents between them, one involving a stabbing near Red Square. There was even an official apology from their Amabassador. And we still hoped they would win. Solano man. What a solid player he was. For a variety of reasons, Asprilla will always be my favorite NUFC player. But Solano was great. I remember wondering why they don't have a decent national team if guys like that play. Time flies.
  11. Ha Feel bad for those ridiculous actors who try to speak Russian and fail so miserably you almost forget what the hell the movie is about. Will never forget the legendary, commendable, but still epically hilarious efforts of good old Arnie in The Red Heat. And some of those gansga types, it was like they were speaking in slow mo and had a mouthful of junk food in their mouths. Even our magnificently diverse industrial language bit was messed up. But Arnie did try his best, gotta give him that. Pronounced everything with a thick Austrian accent. What a man. Speaking of linguistical barriers - a dude in Mexico Is The Sh!t jacket caused quite a stir among those, who are not really aware that saying "You're sh!t, bro" and "You're the shit bro" are two slightly different things. It's like watching a big fashion festival, but with real people. And not those fancy designer types and their snobbish snorting ways. Ok, so three matches today. I am cleared for a drink or ten. Spain Portugal in a really nice Scottish restaraunt serving some fantastic Nordic wild game dishes. Iran Morroco in a pub with some of the best fried wings in town. Egypt Uruguay, hopefully, in a fan zone to get things started. Beginning to enjoy my vacation, like. Serious question - should I wear my fantastic Togo 06 shirt? I have Gremio, São Paulo, Palmeiras, Vasco, Racing Avellaneda in my closet as well. But not sure if I should go club or country. Of course I could don one of my many Dynamo Moscow shirts and do a bit of propaganda for my club, explaining to them forrins how those pesky Spartak pigs and Torpedo rusty pistons are evil, but should I really do that? Decisions, decisions.
  12. Bear baiting Turns out there was a dude in attendance wearing Brazil shirt with Masturbinho 69 on the back. Man, I love this World Cup thing already. I have two Colombia shirts. Am tempted to rush to that stinking adidas store and get something like AMOR POR TETONAS 96 or MANDINGO 13 on the back. Surely, I wouldn't do it. Surely Mourinho took a picture with "Vlad". Epic meltdown just around the corner, I am sure. Although I don't use Twitter. Lucky me Two guys brought a banner reading PAPIZDOVALI. Well, imagine a couple of lads bringing LETS FERKING GO banner written with an intentional grammar mistake and in non-Latin lettering. Creative bastards
  13. No idea if it's already been mentioned but that lad who got your second and fourth is also the first substitute to score in the opening game of a World Cup. Just realized that neither Gadzinky, nor Cheryshev are in the Panini album. Life is pain
  14. Another fun pub quiz fact of the day. Turns out that Golovin goal is the first succesful direct free kick by any USSR/Russia player ever at any World Cup. Hand on my heart, I was genuinely astounded to learn that. Another fun pub quiz fact - first player ever to be booked during a World Cup match was none other than our defender Evgeny Lovchev during Mexico 70. Even more interstengly, he had an absolutely magnificent nickname among our squad members that summer. Stinky. Due to constant whining and being a bit of a killjoy. You are welcome.
  15. Quenelle salute? What in the world A bunch of dudes from circus giving it large. Stereotypes my left bollock. Unless one kind of expects to see a bear in a car, of course. But I woudldn't go there cos stereotypes kind of work both ways really A certain former Newcastle number 9 along with some Jenas chap is enjoying taking a subway ride, judging by the recent photos on the web. Oh, the delights of rush hour. A friend of mine decided to wear a Cruz Azul shirt for work today. Ended up being mobbed by them Mexican forrins in a subway cabin on the way back home. They insisted on him joining their drinking party. Ended up well plastered. Wifey wasn't happy about that
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