Vovo, Vovo!

Last night, we went to a Ceara v. Ipatinga (from the state of Minas Gerais) futebol game. Ana Flavia’s dad took care of the tickets (5th row – yep, VIP!) and jerseys for everyone. Being that close to the field was really exciting and we got to see the stadium where the 2014 World Cup will be held. As expected, Brazilian fans are very serious about their soccer games – they have cheers, songs, choreographed routines, fireworks, torches and hand-held radios to listen to the commentary while watching the game. A gol is followed by lots of cheering (vo-vo, vovo!), singing and hugging of anyone within your reach.

Evidently, pre-gaming is a universal concept. No alcohol is sold in the stadium, so everyone drinks before the game outside, on the sidewalks.
The stadium. In the background, the banner on the side of the stadium states "Ceara Sporting Club - My reason for living."
Ceara’s mascot is vovo (grandfather). UVa’s cavalier could stab his opponents with a saber; Ceara’s vovo could…bore them to death with his stories? But seriously, he is a very endearing mascot, who cheered his team to a 2:0 victory.

The game ended around midnight and we went out to get pizza and 2 beers (one for every goal Ceara scored). When leaving the restaurant, we joked about how Americans sometime have pizza for breakfast. This is what we got for breakfast this morning:
Joke FAIL.