July 7, 2010
Only three to go and Spain is about to meet the mighty Germans in a no holds barred, play to the death, epic football match.
It’s beautiful outside but sadly (or should I say fantastically?), I will have the Bard and Banker roof over my head for the next few hours. I’ll be switching it up between a German Weisen and a Spanish San Miguel throughout my morning beering. Now if I could only find a good non-partisan but high calorie pub snack. Perhaps a schnitzel wrapped in prosciutto, yeah!