What a great time to have unprecedented US media coverage of World Cup Soccer. Chloe's not overly interested in sports, but she was in Pamplona last year when Osasuna made it to the finals, which was a Very Big Deal on the streets of Pamplona. After they lost, one of Chloe's friends was sitting in the middle of the street, crying. Trying to comfort her, Chloe said they'd probably make it to the finals again another year: "No," she wailed, "they won't!" An international twist: the coach's son (they're Mexican and many people in Pamplona call the coach The Mexican) was in her class at San Cernin.
But this World Cup has a much different meaning for the kids who were exchange students all over the world last year. Chloe would have been on the ferry on the way to Anna Rae's house to watch the Spain-France game (Anna Rae lived in France last year), but the 11:25 ferry turned into the 1:00 ferry ("We apologize for any inconvenience"), so she was on the phone to her when Spain scored the first goal. Chloe might have rubbed it in a wee bit. I watched the last ten minutes of the game - Anna Rae gets bragging rights.
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