Cheers, Yanks
I think I'm starting to develop a problem. I notice it most prevalently when I'm working at the hotel and Neil the housekeeping guy comes down to chat at my work area. The thing is, Neil is from Bristol, a small harbor town in England, as he describes it. He comes down to chat with me because I'm the only American he's met that can carry on a conversation like this (parentheses denote American translation):
Neil: "Brad, did you see that the Scousers (Liverpool) got thrashed by the Saints (Southampton) yesterday?"
Brad: "Yeah, it was 2-nil (zero) wasn't, it?"
Neil: "Yeah. I'll tell you what though, I love how Shaun Wright-Phillips (midfielder) has been playing lately. I think he should be playing on the right (right side of midfield, where David Beckham plays) for England.
Brad: "Definitely. He's playing awesome right now. I also really like Stuart Downing (another midfielder). He'll get picked (selected to play in international matches) soon."
... And so on.
But that gets me thinking. I love soccer, which is obviously the world's sport, and the Brits certainly not only love it too but consistently field great sides (teams). So now that I'm home, I'm looking around my apartment. Here's what I observed:
Song currently playing on iTunes as I write this: Clash (British band) "Train in Vain."
Bedroom contents: Manyoo (Manchester United) "Theatre of Dreams" poster next to my bed; 2004 England wall calendar (featuring pretty pictures) on the floor (it's 2005 now!); Scotland clan flag (formerly the national flag) hanging over my bed; Manyoo kit (soccer jersey) hanging in my closet; Celtic kit hanging in my closet.
CD currently in my car stereo: The Essential Collection Volume 1, The Who.
Next concert I'll be attending: U2.
Song playing now that the previous one ended: Duran Duran (British band) "Sunrise."
My favorite movie of last year: "Shaun of the Dead."
Book I'm having a hard time putting down: "Pride of Lions," story about the family of Brian Boru, one of the first kings of Ireland.
Team that I manage on Total Club Manager: Bristol Rovers (English league Division Two).
And I could go on (let me know if you want me to!).
I really think that I am or have become an Anglophile (not a crime, but a love of the UK and stuff from it). I wonder if it has anything to do with my heritage (the "Nicholsons" hail originially from the Isle of Skye and then eventually from the Stirling area of Scotland), or if I'm just a weirdo. I think it's probably the latter, but I just found it very interesting to reflect on how prevalent Anglo is in my life at this point, and how it really makes me anxious to finally visit someday soon.
Anybody care to join me on the next flight to Heathrow (an airport in London)??
Neil: "Brad, did you see that the Scousers (Liverpool) got thrashed by the Saints (Southampton) yesterday?"
Brad: "Yeah, it was 2-nil (zero) wasn't, it?"
Neil: "Yeah. I'll tell you what though, I love how Shaun Wright-Phillips (midfielder) has been playing lately. I think he should be playing on the right (right side of midfield, where David Beckham plays) for England.
Brad: "Definitely. He's playing awesome right now. I also really like Stuart Downing (another midfielder). He'll get picked (selected to play in international matches) soon."
... And so on.
But that gets me thinking. I love soccer, which is obviously the world's sport, and the Brits certainly not only love it too but consistently field great sides (teams). So now that I'm home, I'm looking around my apartment. Here's what I observed:
Song currently playing on iTunes as I write this: Clash (British band) "Train in Vain."
Bedroom contents: Manyoo (Manchester United) "Theatre of Dreams" poster next to my bed; 2004 England wall calendar (featuring pretty pictures) on the floor (it's 2005 now!); Scotland clan flag (formerly the national flag) hanging over my bed; Manyoo kit (soccer jersey) hanging in my closet; Celtic kit hanging in my closet.
CD currently in my car stereo: The Essential Collection Volume 1, The Who.
Next concert I'll be attending: U2.
Song playing now that the previous one ended: Duran Duran (British band) "Sunrise."
My favorite movie of last year: "Shaun of the Dead."
Book I'm having a hard time putting down: "Pride of Lions," story about the family of Brian Boru, one of the first kings of Ireland.
Team that I manage on Total Club Manager: Bristol Rovers (English league Division Two).
And I could go on (let me know if you want me to!).
I really think that I am or have become an Anglophile (not a crime, but a love of the UK and stuff from it). I wonder if it has anything to do with my heritage (the "Nicholsons" hail originially from the Isle of Skye and then eventually from the Stirling area of Scotland), or if I'm just a weirdo. I think it's probably the latter, but I just found it very interesting to reflect on how prevalent Anglo is in my life at this point, and how it really makes me anxious to finally visit someday soon.
Anybody care to join me on the next flight to Heathrow (an airport in London)??