A football story
Sunday, June 8th, 2008
Martin: Oh look, there’s the Euro fanzone, let’s go inside and see what they’ve done with all that prime real estate.
Fat-Necked Security Guard: No.
Martin: Huh?
FNSG: Your camera. Too big. (Security guards talk in short sentences.)
M: What??
FNSG: Too big. Too professional.
M: Please tell me you’re joking.
Another FNSG (they also hunt in packs): Do you have ID?
M: You mean, my passport?
AFNSG: No, your media pass.
M: *shrugs and walks away* fine, I wasn’t likely to drink any of your “official beer” anyway (sale of all other brands is banned), but I guess if you won’t let me, then the issue is closed. There’s plenty of other places in town to watch the game with just as good an atmosphere, and without a “sponsors only” dress code, a ban on good beer and arbitrary cameras, and whatever else the power-hungry UEFA demands next.
(actually, I didn’t say that last bit, I only thought it. It was still good though.)
![](http://www.ockle.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/img_0151.jpg "An \\"electric clavichord\\"")
