Homer's Travels: World Cup Memories

Saturday, June 12, 2010

World Cup Memories

When I was a little kid in Guatemala I remember the 1974 World Cup.  Kids walked around with transistor radios stuck in their ears.  Our Phys. Ed. teacher, instead of making up do some sport or run laps or stuff like that, brought us all into his office to watch the soccer matches.  The office was in the schools swimming complex.  It was made of concrete block and was half buried in the ground.  It was always dark and damp.  I always thought it felt like a bunker.

The office wasn't that big so with all us kids in there it felt a little claustrophobic. made worse when they turned off the lights so we could better see the tiny little television screen.  I just remember sitting in the dark, uncomfortable, and bored out of my skull.

I'm not much of a sports fan and soccer (futball) never was an interest, so I don't know why this memory has survived the ravages of time so well.


  1. I've always wondered myself why certain, rather odd memories, tend to be the one's that stick, and the ones that are labeled "these are the memories that will last forever" never do...

  2. I think it's a survival thing, like your brain saves these moments so you never get stuck in that situation again.

    Very descriptive. I could almost smell what you were talking about!

  3. GH: Yeah, strange ain't it.

    Miss McC: That's as good an explanation as I've ever heard.

    Yeah, a whole bunch of sweaty kids in a damp swimming pool coaches office. Yum Yum