>… when your national football team beats the team of the country you’re living in.
Which is what happened the other night when Croatia comprehensively and deservedly stuffed Germany 2:1 in the Euro 2008.
Which is why Denis, the cool young guy who mans the asparagus and strawberry stand at the top of the hill, is wearing Croatian strip and has a wry smile on his face.
“But you should have seen me last night at 10 o’clock…….” he said.
Reminds me of when I was working in England in the early 1970’s and England desperately tried for 90 minutes to score a goal – a single goal – against Poland to qualify for the World Cup.
Didn’t happen and when I got into work next day, all anyone said to me was “Don’t talk about the *@#%ing football”.
A bit like that around here today…..