The Spirit of Being Liverpool
For the second time in my life, I went to watch a football match live at a big screen last night. Last time it was Liverpool vs. Manchester United. This time it was the same. Last time it had been an adventure of sorts, this time was no different. Last season, I literally had run away from home to watch the game. It was a Saturday and my Mom doesn't really like me watching football being a girl and all that, so I snuck out. I texted from the restaurant telling my family my whereabouts. My dad was amused. My mom, not very much when I got home at 9. This time though, I didn’t have to sneak out. I called them and told them I'd be late since I was going for the match after work. I have been a Liverpool fan from I-don't-really-remember-when. I am not a football fan in an actual sense. I cannot really tell an offside from onside or make judgments on this player's ability from his shortcomings. I-tho I am not writing this blog to make fun of my knowle...