Portugal is obviously not in the same class of enemy as Argentina and Germany (for a start I don’t think we’ve ever been at war with them off the football pitch) however I sense of growing emnity which obviously is a bit tricky given my domestic situation. Fortuitously the Beloved is in another country at the moment and won’t actually be here on Saturday for the match but I sense a flurry of text messages.
The Portuguese do know how to celebrate though (check out Bjoern Hasse’s blog). I was in Paris on Sunday and happened upon the Champs Elysees about midnight – absolute standstill. What seemed like hundreds of Portuguese singing, waving flags and driving cars VERY slowly. Of course the French had a total sense of humour failure and the riot police were called in. Love ’em.