Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
I always imagine that when matches finish late in Europe the debonair locals wander out of the stadium and sit for a while at a pavement café, enjoying a coffee and a cognac before returning to their stylish city centre apartments, all light wood flooring and minimalist furniture, where their wives, human rights lawyers all, cook dishes of pasta in carefully lit kitchens whilst drinking red wine out of huge goblets. Afterwards, they retire to bed and enjoy enthusiastic and athletic but respectful intercourse.

It's more glamourous up the foreigns.
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Yeah, it's fine for sophisticated foreigns, C. But me, if I go and watch the game tonight, I want to pick up a few cans of 8.6 (European Special Brew) on the way back.

But the supermarket just over the road from your bar, and on my direct route home, stops selling booze at 11pm.

Yes, I could go to the night shop near where I'm staying but it's 40% more expensive and adds a couple of mins to my journey.

All because of silly telly times.