It's weird to live in a country that's so good at sports, that every sports event is important. You can't turn a corner without being reminded of the World Cup. Every little café, restaurant and bar has at least one TV showing the daily matches. Every tenth car is draped in German flags to support the national team. Every fiftieth conversation I have somehow ends up involving football. The German Eurovision song has been turned in to a football song; Schland oh Schland. ('Schland being short for Deutschland) This is Berlin life until July 11th.
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