This weekend would have marked the beginning of the Feria de Jerez; the annual celebration of the various traditions that collectively define the intoxicating Flamenco culture of Spain’s south. Horsemanship, Sevillana dancing, delicate guitar playing, melancholy singing and – of course – sherry are all consumed in abundance by locals eager to revel in the cultural vibrancy of their ville. Coincidentally, today marks two months since the FBTG team last attended a Football game, which happened to be the biggest game of the 2019/2020 season played in Jerez de la Frontera. Though it may seem Continue reading
It isn’t often the FBTG boys wake up on a Saturday morning in the Netherlands. But when we do, we are seldom in a state to drive.
On our first Football-culture trip to the Netherlands, stadium tours in Alkmaar and Amsterdam were pleasant, but ultimately outdone by a rain-soaked yet brilliant Friday evening contest between SC Telstar and FC Twente and the Rabobank IJmond Stadion in IJmuiden. Mercifully Continue reading
¿Por qué meten los leperos la vaca en el frigorífico?
Para beber leche fría.
A former Erasmus student studying for a semester at my university used to lead our undergraduate conversation classes Continue reading
Surely most fans would be prepared to queue for multiple hours to purchase a ticket to see their team play in the later stages of the cup. The price/reward trade-off makes the decision entirely rational. But would you ever wait in line for hours to get your hands on a ticket to see somebody else’s team play for the first time?
I don’t get called a mug often. But on this occasion it might be justified.
It is Continue reading
to organise and execute an FBTG Away Weekend watching Football in a city far away enough to require travel and a stay overnight without spending more than 100€.
Last week we deliberately Continue reading
The weather remains as cold and dark as it was in December, but the pre-Christmas cheer has been entirely replaced by an emotional hollowness further compounded by the fact that we’re all broke. With so much post-party penny-pinching persisting, travelling to watch and write about Football becomes a lesser priority. But halfway through a bowl of soggy discount cereal this morning, an obvious question Continue reading
Two games in eight hours played in cities located in two different Spanish provinces? Not a problem for the FBTG crew, but it made for a tight schedule. We dedicated our recent Sunday to the Beautiful Game as it is played in the lower leagues in the Continue reading