I never realized how passionate South America is about their football. The security was ridiculous: Police on horseback, police with guard dogs, police in riot gear, and undercover police.
The 40,000 person stadium was filled to capacity. Upon entrance, we were asked by the security whether we were Liga or Quito fans. We responded, "Quito," not knowing why they were asking.. We were then directed to one side of the stadium. Liga fans and Quito fans are separated by a giant barbed wire fence and riot police. To add to the security, the stadium has a giant moat of death that separates the fans from the field.
So, we were surrounded by passionate and angry Quito fans. Apparently, the last time these two teams played things got ugly on the field. And the fans were ready to support their troops in battle.
Before the game started, everything was rather peaceful and normal-people taking their seats, vendors selling food, families talking... We decided to get our grub on as well, and enjoyed a meal that would probably make my cardiologist very angry: Large beers, soda, and a hot dog filled to the brim.
still, minutes before the game, things were relatively peaceful. The Energizer Bunny was doing laps around the track.
With the coolest "opening ceremony" I've ever seen, the game finally began. Soon, the crowd was shouting some rather obscene things at the Liga fans. I picked up on some new vocabulary, and being rather inebriated myself, decided to partake in the festivities. When in Rome, I figured... I decided it would be more fun to say them in English and my (now drunk) friend and I decided to have a 1-up match over who could say the most obscene things. The crowd, who didn't understand what we were saying, loved our enthusiasm. I love cultural immersion!!
Within minutes of the second half, Quito scored a sweet goal. The crowd went wild.
Quito ended up scoring another goal, putting the game at 2-0 with five minutes left. They went on to win it all, and the crowd went wild again.
After the game, I returned back to my house. Motivated to do my work, I turned on my computer... To write this blog entry....
Until next time,
Ashtakakaman (adios in Kichwa)
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