saden1
08-29-2005, 08:45 PM
The nice long vacation is over and now it's time to earn a living, watch the Redskins and hopefully have a season full of happiness and Cowboy beatings.
Redskins’ moment during my trip:
Some Dutch kid screaming Miami Dolphins from a distance. I of course was happy to remind him of what happened last season. Honest to god the “conversation” ended with him saying “I’m not so intelligent in football.”
With my Jersey on Random American tourists coming up to me and asking me for directions. “Do you speak English” they would say and I would respond with “yes.” “Do you know how to get to [so-and-so]?” they would then say. To which my response was “I don’t have a map!”
Some dude on the flight back said my Jersey looked awful from the front but looked nice from the back. He’s a little bit suspect if you know what I mean.
Teaching the rules of football to Italians and finding out that they do indeed have “pro” football teams in Italy. I sold them on the Redskins and I think they bought it.
My Redskins jersey saved my life in southern France. Yes, it’s true. It’s true. It was fucking blazingly hot and the jersey was just what the doctor ordered because I was dripping with sweat from the 100 degree weather and humidity when I had a shirt on.
Some dude from one of the hostels in Florence wanted to tag along with me because I looked like “a mean mother fucker” with my jersey, cap and shades. I suspect that’s probably one of the reasons why I didn’t get jacked while there.
Me and some other dude I met in a hostel went to a club off the cuffs to a club in Paris and they wouldn’t let us in because I was wearing “sports attire.” The bouncer was a brother and I played the brother card which of course didn’t work for 5 min. but finally he did let us in. The jersey made me standout and I was able to freak some French chick.
Redskins’ moment during my trip:
Some Dutch kid screaming Miami Dolphins from a distance. I of course was happy to remind him of what happened last season. Honest to god the “conversation” ended with him saying “I’m not so intelligent in football.”
With my Jersey on Random American tourists coming up to me and asking me for directions. “Do you speak English” they would say and I would respond with “yes.” “Do you know how to get to [so-and-so]?” they would then say. To which my response was “I don’t have a map!”
Some dude on the flight back said my Jersey looked awful from the front but looked nice from the back. He’s a little bit suspect if you know what I mean.
Teaching the rules of football to Italians and finding out that they do indeed have “pro” football teams in Italy. I sold them on the Redskins and I think they bought it.
My Redskins jersey saved my life in southern France. Yes, it’s true. It’s true. It was fucking blazingly hot and the jersey was just what the doctor ordered because I was dripping with sweat from the 100 degree weather and humidity when I had a shirt on.
Some dude from one of the hostels in Florence wanted to tag along with me because I looked like “a mean mother fucker” with my jersey, cap and shades. I suspect that’s probably one of the reasons why I didn’t get jacked while there.
Me and some other dude I met in a hostel went to a club off the cuffs to a club in Paris and they wouldn’t let us in because I was wearing “sports attire.” The bouncer was a brother and I played the brother card which of course didn’t work for 5 min. but finally he did let us in. The jersey made me standout and I was able to freak some French chick.