But, we had a good time. Caught the train in and walked from Wellington station up a ramp and into the stadium - what a breeze. Got our junk food and plonked into fabulous seats in the stadium. It was a sell out - 35,000 there last night, nearly everyone in white as the NZ national soccer team are the All Whites. It was a warm calm night which was nice - cause we all know that Wellington can really turn it on, ahem.
A sprinkling of sombreros and green and red outfits gathered in spots around the stadium. One group near us tried to get a Mexican wave going mid game, and tried and raggedly tried, and then it caught and around she went - woohoo! A real one - with Mexicans!
'Twas a reasonably watchable game, no sustained brilliance there but lots of shouting and cheering and chanting from a loud and enthusiastic crowd. And we did behave as befits a host country too; NZ can get stupid about winning sometimes, booing the other side and putting out rubbish behaviour that is embarrassingly unsporting. I did get beer down my back - that seems to happen to me at footy games...
So here's a couple of images - not much chop with the point and shoot, sorry about that. I did like the cumulus rising between the lights - the one cloud in a perfect blue sky.
Our goalie just about to punch it away.
Best of a bad lot of self portraits. Have taken to wearing glasses for distance since my second cataract op two months back. Can read without glasses now, but there's always a pay off, eh? Brain is still balancing what the eyes are seeing (apparently). Mish looking gorgeous at the game.