Evendays

That’s right, a 6:PM kick-off in Detroit makes it midnight here. A minute later, well, it’s Monday “Night” Football. This is my first year to really watch it from my Lazy-Boy. The first few years it was in b/w and “coded” on the French pay “Canal+”. No lie, I would shake my head back and forth in front of the blurry screen and could often make out the score or see, sometimes, which team had the ball. Later, I met some Chicago fans from Jamaica and got invited to see the match direct, in English, at their place. Great fun. They had a well-stocked fridge and knew everything about football, while I knew there was a player called The Fridge and a quarterback named McMahon who didn’t host the Tonight Show. Then it was Super-Bowl desert. I’d read about who won in the Tuesday-morning USA Today (there was no Monday edition). Yep, life in Lausanne can be tough. Two years ago a guy from church and I camped out at Larry’s and actually watched the WHOLE game, with a short nap before work. This year “France 2” will show it and I’ll be watching (at least the beginning). But if you still want to record it for me, I won’t say no. There are no billion-dollar commercials here, and “le quarterback court pour un touchdown… quel play!” just doesn’t make it, even if the Pittsburg quarterback has a Swiss granddad. As usual, I pick the Angels in 4.