Theme 3 - sports

The five senses

I'm chilly, even though I'm inside. I guess it's normal, after all, I'm in the ice hall. I've come to see an ice hockey match.

The air is moist because of the ice. I should've put on more clothes, I thought. I had goose bumps.
Suddenly I felt a sturdy push. A drunken man had decided to walk over me. I almost fell over, and I managed to grab to a railing. Unfortunately the railing was sticky and I happened to put my hand in a used chewing gum.

The smell in the hall was a mixture of hot dogs, beer, and pizza. I started to feel hungry, but then a guy who smelled like old booze and sweat came next to me. Thanks for ruining my appetite.

I saw an empty spot on the other side of the rink. I was willing to take any opportunity to get away from the sweaty man. When I walked through the crown, I saw black and yellow everywhere. Flags, scarves, t-shirts - anything you could imagine, really.

Soon I heard a loud beep which announced that the game had started. The crowd went wild when the players skated into the rink. There was shouting, whistling and booing. Every time something went well, the crowd went wild and shouted as loud as they could. Every time things didn't go like they wanted, all I heard was swearing. It was like they'd forgotten all of their manners.

I quickly got bored to this immature behavior and I headed for the hot dog stand. The sausage was greasy and tasteless and the bun was dry. I threw the hot dog into a trash bin. Dissapointed at the game, the people and the food, I decided to leave - and I'd possibly never come back.