Wednesday, September 11th Brazil and Mexico were having a friendly soccer match in Foxboro, MA. I had a friend who had a ticket with my name on it. This should be a great event even if I’m in the very highest back row, I can still hope to see Kaka or Ronaldinho. Well Foxboro is 16 miles from my house. There will be traffic, so I figure 7:00 is a good time to leave to get to an 8:30 game. Added to this is that the people with tickets are leaving at 6:30 from slightly further away.

Look at all the TrafficOf course, nothing goes to plan. My ride shows up a little later than expected, we don’t leave until 7:30. At 8:15 we’ve gone 3 miles (that’s an average speed of 4 MPH… about 1/15 of the speed limit) and give the ticket holders a call. “We’re running late. You can just put our tickets at the Will Call window. Oh, your still in traffic on route 1? Well, call me back when you park, we’ll tell you how close we are.” Yes, for an extra hour of driving, they were only 10 miles ahead of us, but at our speed that was an hour and a half away.

Using the powers of GPS navigation, we decided to forgo the interstate and travel lesser known back roads to our destination. With a little luck and a little magic, we were at foxboro at 9:30. One hour after the game was supposed to start. We call the holders of the tickets. “How the fuck did you get there before us!? We’ve only gone about a mile or two in the hour and 15 since we last spoke. I see that stadium, and should be parking in about 15 minutes or so. I’ll meet you at the gates.”

So we stood by the entrance gates watching tons of fans pour into the stadium more than an hour after the game started. Some of them complaining that they left Boston over three hours prior to arriving. After people watching for almost a half hour, our tickets had arrived. We entered the stadium with the game tied 1-1 during the 73rd minute. We skipped going to our seats to go directly to a railing with decent view.

This is what I saw: 67,000 fans (probably about 60,000 sporting Brazil colors), a game-winning goal by Kaka, another Brazil goal (Afonso), a pair of ejections: Elano for a hard foul, and coach Dunga for complaining, and a partridge in a pear tree. So, I did catch some exciting moments, but not everything. After the game, while stuck in the parking lot waiting for the traffic to clear, it was a little like a refugee camp – other than we weren’t really locked in (our car wasn’t going anywhere, but we could have walked away).

A little after 2:00 am I was finally home to sleep and wake for another day of tolling away.

Pictures:

Some People Arriving Late More people arriving late for Brazil v Mexico Even More people arriving late for Brazil v Mexico
Since I was there before my tickets, I took pictures of the many other people arriving late
Green haired Brazilian fan Someone Else is Running Late for the Game Crowd at the Mexico v Brazil game in Foxboro
Even this green haired fan was late This guy is late and shirtless Once getting in, I took pictures of the crowd.
Crowd at the Mexico v Brazil game in Foxboro Crowd at the Mexico v Brazil game in Foxboro Crowd at the Mexico v Brazil game in Foxboro
lots of crowd
Crowd at the Mexico v Brazil game in Foxboro The Field Ronaldinho on a set piece
pictures Is Brazil going to score on this play? Ronaldinho takes a set kick
Herd Leaving Game A Parking Lot Refugee Camp She Plays for Jesus Team
Here I’m following the crowd to the parking lots This is my location in the Parking Lot/Refugee Camp This girl is loved by Jesus, but I thought she was playing for Jesus Team!
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  • Serpico

    In America, we call this the NFL.

  • angryed

    Willis, you went that far just to see Kaka!

    I hope that the match was not as slow as the Mexico-Portugal match on the Simpsons.

    Did you pick up any latinas at least?

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