Those of you that read this blog with any degree of regularity will know that I like football. And by football (or futbol) I mean the eleven-a-side version referred to as football (futbol) around the world and NOT the inappropriately named game played in America!
So when the opportunity was presented to Rose and I to go and watch Belize’s World Cup 2018 qualification group game versus the Cayman Islands it was , as The Godfather put it so eloquently, ” An offer we couldn’t refuse”.
We met the other rabid (OK so maybe not rabid but we were enthusiastic and hopeful) Jaguars followers at the Ramon’s Village Resort dock yesterday at 16.30 hours to make the journey to Belize City on a boat chartered just for us.
Fellow supporters waiting to board. Enough time though for Rose to ‘sink’ a Belikin. There’s always time for a Belikin!
Some of the Carlo & Ernie’s Runway Bar & Grill crew. Oh, and Rose.
And the really, really important stuff.
It wasn’t just for the boat trip!
And then San Pedro was in the distance behind us.
as we headed to Belize City
and around an hour after we departed were mooring up
at the Ramada Belize City Princess hotel.
Just time to check in, a quick change of clothes and then the coach
But not before the ‘valuables’ had been loaded.
to the FFB Stadiumin Belmopan.
Around eighty minutes (and three Belikins – well, for me anyway) later we arrived to join the crowds trying to enter the stadium
via orderly (by Belize standards) queues. And fairly quickly found our seats. Game on!
The Jaguars had the lion’s (terrible I know) share of possession but the final pass or cross of good quality just couldn’t be conjured up and the penalty awarded in the first few minutes was saved by the Grand Cayman goalkeeper and the first half ended scoreless.
Before departing the pitch the team had a group huddle. Tactics for the second half?
We discussed our tactics too and quickly decided that another Belikin was in order. Carlo to the rescue!
“Push to the front”.
“Yeh, Carlo has scored !”
The second half started and The Jaguars with some inspired substitutions went on attack after attack but were profligate in finishing. The goal we all wanted eluded them and the game ended goalless. Hopefully the forwards will find their scoring boots when the teams play the return leg on Sunday in the Grand Cayman Islands. Just sorry I won’t be there.
Disappointed but not downhearted we made the return journey to Belize City and around two Belikins later (I’m never as good in the second half!) -or around midnight- we arrived at the hotel.
Rose and I were up bright (well as bright as I could muster) this morning to make the 06.00 hours (or so we thought) departure for San Pedro.
We got to the dock at 05.50 hours. Early we thought. Nobody else thought that though. The boat had gone. And looking out to sea we could see where. It was on its way back to San Pedro. BUT… without us.
What had gone wrong? Simple. The normally super efficient and sometimes Teutonic Carlo had forgotten to tell us that the boat was leaving at 05.30 hours and not at 06.00 hours.
You can well imagine – I’m sure – how we felt as we made our revised travel arrangements. We felt much better though when we found out that Carlo had overslept and the missed the boat too.
This last leg of the journey mishap didn’t detract from was a fantastic experience . But Carlo next time don’t you forget about me!
The headline for today’s edition is based on the single released in 1985 by Simple Minds which reached number seven on the UK Singles Chart and number one on the US Billboard Hot 100.