We're the Champignons!

привет, my friend!

As described in my last post, I went to the Volleyball World League finals. I bought a relatively decent seat from a scalper, but once I got to the arena I joined a bunch of Brazilians in a crappy section of the stands.

Brazil was trailing France by 2 sets to 0, but we came back and won 3-2. It was pretty cool!

A Brazilian professional soccer player (Mozart, mid-fielded who played for Coritiba and Flamengo, and now playes for Spartak) sat right next to me, and we chatted all game long. It seems we were the only people who understood the rules of volleyball, as some people around us were totally oblivious and would sometimes cheer when France scored!

Me during a time out:

Farofa:

Me and Mozart:

Brazil wins!

Brazilian players wave to the crowd after receiving the medals:

пока!