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Wednesday, June 28, 2006


Tonight I played soccer with Croatians and Americans of my own age. No 10 year olds this time. Well, at least not until the last 30 minutes of the game, and she was on my team.
Of course the Croatians are much more skilled in the art of soccer, as it is source of national pride. The redemption comes into play by the fact that even though I was playing against people of my own age (and superior soccer skills), I was able to score two goals. Yes Mom, all that soccer playing through highschool payed off.
As is customary, the Croatians had a typical halftime and post-game break, consiting of water and cigarettes. Gotta love Croatian soccer.


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