These two things are synonymous with the Spanish culture.
I think the reason is because here, it means something more than a sport. It’s a celebration, win or lose (though you wouldn’t want to be caught in the latter). People of all ages gather to watch the game and cheer on their favorite player. You don’t even have to buy a ticket to sit in the stadium and be a part of the celebration. There are big screens outside that project the game. So, being in Madrid, I knew I’d regret not seeing at least one game while I’m here. I went Monday with my girlfriends Marcelle, Sharlene, and Sarah to watch Spain vs. Croatia and had a blast. Ok, so maybe we didn’t stand there the whole game — we decided to walk around a little after it began — but we came back after half time, right in time for the first, only, and winning goal made by Spain! Oh and about those churros, they are to Spain what apple pie is to America. Some kind of fried batter, long like a stick, that you dip into melted hot chocolate. And they are oh, so, delicious.
But dinner before dessert-sauteed peppers and onions.
Pork, I opted out for an egg instead. Sol is very accommodating 🙂
The place we went to for the churros, San Gines, has been open since 1894! No wonder why the churros are so good!
So decadent, oh my gosh.
Sarah, Me, and Sharlene
Outside of the Stadium Santiago Bernabeu where they host the fútbol games.
The crowd went wild as they announced the players!
Feeling so Spanish right now!
Even the little ones are fans!
This guy went all out!
After Spain made the winning goal, it was chaos!
The stadium looks so cool at night!
The celebrating continued all the way through the metro-not to mentioned heightened when people saw me taking pictures.