I’m one of the only guys in my office that likes the Boca Juniors, even though they’re one of the most popular soccer teams in Argentina. But before I go any deeper into this, let me just clarify that I have to like one team, so I like the Boca Juniors because my mom got me their jersey when she was here a few years ago. I didn’t even know who they were when she gave me the shirt, and it sat in my closet for a few years. So I’m not exactly a real fan.
On Sunday night a big rivalry game between Boca and San Lorenzo was played. San Lorenzo is another popular team, and this was a big game. A couple of my coworkers are San Lorenzo fans, and one of them is always talking about San Lorenzo. They never cease to bust my chops about liking Boca, but I don’t mind and if anything, it makes me feel like I fit in a little better. I watched the entire game because I knew I’d have to talk about it today. Boca won 2-0, and of course when both goals were scored I was looking away from the TV.
Sure enough, first thing in the morning when my coworker comes into the office and says hello, I can see the little embarrassed-don’t say anything face. A huge grin breaks across my face and he starts to laugh, saying “What are you smiling at?” “How’d the game go last night?” I ask. And for the rest of the day we bust his chops, and we’re all laughing about it. I feel like one of the guys today, and it reminds me of back home with a group of buddies making fun of someone else for liking a different team or player. It reminds me of just being a normal guy instead of the foreigner.
Despite the fact that Boca is having a lousy year, San Lorenzo is probably better this season, and a Boca loss later in the week will get me just as much mocking, for today I’m able to strut around and gloat about the big win on Sunday. And I don’t even know anything about this sport.