With temperatures due to hit the thirties today we're currently on a
sweatbox of a train back to Poznan as I write this having decided to
stay an extra day in the beautiful city of Torun rather than head
yesterday as originally planned. Seems a good few Irish did the same as
there's a good number of us on the train but the mood in general is far
more subdued than for previous games
with tonight's game being nothing more than a dead rubber and the chance
to try and regain a bit of pride and send the Italians home.
Torun was still pretty busy the last few nights, we spent Friday evening
watching the thunderstorm disrupt things in the Ukraine for their game
with France before meeting up with the Brummies and the Quinns and co
and becoming honorary Swedes for the night as we tend to do for any
country England happen to play. In keeping with the rest of the
football on the trip that obviously didn't work out too well! :). Few
drinks and a bit of a sing song with some other fans and locals back in
the square and that was that. A few renditions of The Fields of Athenry
could be heard as we walked around, people over here are not happy
with Roy Keane's comments at the moment, not one fan is happy with
what's transpired on the pitch but given that these comments come from a
man who's previously on record for criticising what he called the prawn
sandwich brigade for not getting behind Man U when things weren't going
their way it's difficult to take that level of hypocrisy seriously.
Can't have it both ways Roy. No one will chant 'you only sing when
you're winning' at us.
Saturday brought with it a lot of
excitement as the Poland v Czech Republic game was on that evening with
Poland in a must win situation. With the game not on till 8.45 we took
the afternoon to take in some more of the sights and killed an hour with
a boat trip up the Vistula river which runs along the outside of the
city walls. Beautiful scenery on both sides but it started clouding
over heavily while we were out and after hearing a couple of
thunderclaps and witnessing some lightning we docked and dived into a
barge bar on the river just as the heavens opened again and a similar
thunderstorm to the one witnessed the previous night in the Ukraine hit.
I don't think I've ever seen rain like it, it absolutely hammered down
for about an hour before passing and leaving a rainbow hitting the
water right in front of us, amazing sight. Funny enough a police boat
came up the river just then so the running joke was that it was to guard
the pot of gold!
We'd more or less decided to stay the extra
day in Torun at that stage as none of us fancied the madness of the
night before the game in Poznan so myself and Lou headed back to the
hotel to sort the extra night out before joining the rest for dinner,
painting our faces in Polish colours and trying to find somewhere to
cheer on our hosts. We settled on a bar packed out with locals where
the atmosphere was rocking although the heat inside made us move out
onto the terrace where things were a bit more roomy. All the locals
were bedecked in red and white and there was a real sense that this was
their night as they started strongly and it seemed like a matter of time
before the goal they longed for would go in. Unfortunately half time
came and went scoreless and the Czechs began to dictate things in the
2nd half. Still they roared their team forward as one of their players
went on a forceful run from midfield but suddenly he overran the ball
and the Czezhs hit on the counter right through where he'd run from and a
couple of passes later the ball was in the Polish net. The deflation
of the atmosphere was like a balloon being pricked before the defiant
chants of 'Polska!' picked up again. But there was a desperation about
their play at this stage and while they had a couple of chances very
late on they never looked like getting the 2 goals they needed. In fact,
with word coming through of the Greek victory against Russia most
seemed to be happy enough that the last minute effort cleared off the
line hadn't gone in as while a draw was no good to Poland it would have
put Russia through and the Czechs out. International rivalries can do
funny things to sports fans! That said, we seem to be taking on the
role of tournament jonahs with every team we cheer on taking a beating!
:)
After the game there was a lot of mutual back slapping and
consoling going on with the Poles giving it loads on the Irish chants
they'd picked up and the Irish chanting 'We love you Poland, we do!'
back at them. The bond between the two nations has definitely been
strengthened this past week or so, they've been brilliant hosts and have
taken us to their hearts. Still doesn't make up for our results tho!
:)
After the match finished, as if on cue another huge
thunderstorm rolled in so we dived for cover into what turned out to be
an Indian hookah bar complete with cushions laid out on the floor,
hookah pipes bubbling away and a very chilled atmosphere! Great spot to
unwind for a few hours waiting for the rain to stop! Unfortunately the
rain didn't stop so for the third time on the trip got absolutely soaked
to the skin as we ran for a cab.
Yesterday was our last in
Torun and the weather was actually decent for once so it was a day for
sightseeing and relaxing before we headed to a BBQ one of the local
hotels put on as a thank you where we watched Holland exit the
tournament with 3 defeats to give us a chance of avoiding the wooden
spoon if we can get anything tonight.
A few colds and chest
infections seem to be creeping in after the various drenchings but armed
with cough bottles and tablets from the pharmacy we're now pushing on
to Poznan! Not really happy with the team selection, I think Gibson,
Walters and McClean should be in for Whelan, Doyle and McGeady but we
all know how stubborn Trap is. I believe this is the last hurrah for
this team and he wants to give them a chance to bow out with the 11 that
qualified. I'm delighted to see Duff get the armband for his 100th cap
and would love to see him roll back the clock 10 years as his
performances in Japan / Korea were the best I've ever seen from a wide
man in the green shirt. He's been a wonderful servant but I think he'll
retire now and it wouldn't surprise me to see Keane, Given &
possibly Dunne do likewise. No one can fault their dedication to the
cause and it's a shame they only made two tournaments but greats like
Brady and Giles never graced any so at least they've had the two.
Again, we're travelling with little expectation. If Italy had held on v
Croatia and only needed a draw I'd have expected the draw tonight. The
fact they need the win and could still go out even with that is ominous.
If we can summon up the spirit of Paris then maybe be can have a
chance. We live in hope!
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