Can't blog now, I'm doing a jig for the Spanish national basketball team, who just won the World Basketball Championship in Japan.
They beat Greece 70-47 with their star player, Pau Gasol of the Memphis Grizzlies, sitting on the bench, injured. (And yes, I did get a little teary when I saw the photo of the team running out to the floor before the game wearing "Gau's playing too" T-shirts. These guys just strike me as a team, in the best sense of the word.) According to the Spanish sports newspaper Marca, they had another distraction looming over them, as well: the coach's father died last night. He'd been seriously ill throughout the tournament.
Why does it feel so good to have Spain win the World Championship of an American-born sport?
(The American team lost to Greece in the semifinals, 101-95, in a huge upset, paisanos.)
So what are Spaniards doing to celebrate, you ask? I don't hear much of anything out in the streets of Salamanca, or amongst my neighbors, but I did stumble onto an online poll running over at 20 Minutos.
The question: What are you going to do or what have you done to celebrate Spain's gold in the World Basketball Championship?
As of about 6 this afternoon, "bath in whatever fountain" was winning:
Shout jump & cry 30% 118 votos
A bath in whatever fountain 34% 133 votos
Party the whole day 6% 25 votos
I haven't been able to celebrate 10% 38 votos
Change my "look" 2% 7 votos
Nothing, it doesn't turn me on 18% 70 votos
I don't have a fountain close by, but I did write a blog post.
Labels: on living in Spain