Christmas came early this year when Cecile told me she wanted to do a course in Journalism. My face lit up. So many opportunities to make fun of her!
"I'm going to set up a new blog called Diary of a Media Studies Student, and write about what I imagine you're doing," I told her, correctly predicting that changing the course title would annoy her. "It would go something like this. Day 6: Today we had to cut out articles from newspapers. I was the best at cutting. I got a sticker."
After checking the course requirements I pointed out to Cecile that she'd have to write four sports stories during the course. "That's easy," she said.
"Well," I said, "You don't really know a single thing about sport. You don't know the difference between conkers and CONCACAF, you think The Miracle on Ice is a musical ice skating show, and watching you play badminton is like watching a toddler in an egg-and-spoon race."
"Those are all excellent points," she agreed, "Maybe I should watch a football and write about it and you can edit it for me?"
"Yes. I promise not to post your first draft on my blog."
|Nick says this girl is the referee. 1) Why is the referee 6 years old? 2) Why is she Spanish? This isn't FAIR|
|The blue player is trying to help the red guy put his collar straight. Stand still, you silly Spaniard!|
During a play, each team should have no more than 11 players on the field, and each of them has specific tasks assigned for that specific play.
The final score was 4 points to 0. I think Spain should have let the blue team score one point. That would have been nicer. But still, Spain are the winners. For today! I'll be back to report on the return game, just as soon as I find out when it's on.
|See how many players they have? I think they cheated|