It worked. We are again a whole year at FC Groningen. Which was not very easy since the youngest son wanted to move to the North Stand.
So we did not renew our season tickets and plunged into the rat race for that part of the stadium from which we also came ‘Piethoane’ could shout to the opponent’s keeper.
He’s ready for a little more rock ‘n’ roll. Or, in his own words: ,,I will not also sit in the family stands in the first division.”
It’s fun, but you’re a teenager and you want something. Although his mother thinks it’s just so so, especially after the last duels last season.
“Yes, that’s where we want to sit,” I pointed out, “a little bit drink and haow , otherwise life will be so boring. We never do anything.”
After which she wanted us to stop going altogether. It didn’t help that the youngest, when he went alone once, sent a video of people screaming and running next to the bus he was on. Those are not images a mother wants to see.
We were able to throw in new places on Friday, yesterday, from 10:00 am. He texted at 10:13 am: ‘Dad you have to get tickets now. Otherwise too late’. However, I had an interview and didn’t see the message until 10:49. At a parking lot in Finsterwolde, in a sweltering hot car, there was nothing else to do but to arrange it immediately.
Nothing too early. The desired places were already gone. There was only room on the second ring, above the hard core. ‘But’, I texted: ‘We’re dry when it rains.’
He was satisfied, because: ‘We can walk down during the game.’
‘Oh yes, of course you can, but don’t tell me this your mom.’