- 07/20/2014 -
Still in the complete frenzy of our DFB-Elf’s World Cup victory in Brazil, but from the beginning:
At the end of May I decided to take a trip to Seattle because an acquaintance of ours lives there. Asked, booked and flown - on July 4th. Ironically, when Germany played France in the quarter-finals. On the 9-hour flight, I was able to see how things are currently. After repeated back and forth with the stewardesses, I finally got the redeeming news at 12,000 meters and was probably the only one on the plane who was happy about getting on. I landed in Seattle relieved. My first time in the US, here we go. Towards the end of my two-week stay in the USA, my guest father gave me two visits to the stadium as a gift: once to a Mariners baseball game and once to the Seattle Sounders' friendly kick-off against Tottenham from London. We sat quite high up, so that we had a very good overview. In addition to typical beer, they actually had hot dogs, popcorn or nachos, what the hell?! Then I thought I'd seen everything. In the end it was 3-3, so far nothing special, but in the USA even the goals of the home team in friendlies are celebrated like I had seen it anywhere else before. An incredibly loud firework display erupted through the stadium for all three Sounders goals. I was really scared, especially when the Sounders scored their first goal, but I am infinitely grateful to my guestfather for this experience and the numerous impressions. "That's why the USA are so special." - Ken, guestfather.