Football and passion
Early Sunday morning, after a night of dancing, drinks and late-night roadside burgers, a couple of friends and I hailed a taxi back to campus, eager to rest our tired bodies and spend the next twenty-four hours recuperating before Monday classes. Minus the Irish rain, which I had become all too familiar with, the scene was no different than one I have experienced dozens of times post-Shooters in Durham. However, to ensure that I would be ready for academic pursuits the following day, I needed to preserve the full integrity of my accustomed weekend ritual—even whilst abroad.