This past weekend I, along with what seemed to be enough people to fill the entirety of the city, went up to “Plaça Espanya” decked out in my yellow and red gear on Sunday night- ready to cheer my head off for the Spanish team! The crowd was packed tight, the projected game barely visible for a 5′ 4” girl, the sangria and cerveza was flowing, and the chants of “yo soy español” reverberated enthusiastically. Although the game stretched on for a long time without a point being scored by either side, the crowd continued to gasp, shout, cheer, and endure the occasional “cerveza” shower in support of the Spanish team. Perhaps the fact that more than a third of the team members are from Barcelona influenced the spirited and thrilling atmosphere of the night. No doubt, when the game-winning goal was scored and 2 minutes later the championship title officially became Spain’s first, the crowd went WILD! And who better to score the winning goal and bring Spain their first World Cup victory than one of Barcelona’s own- Andrés Iniesta The excitement was off the charts and the celebrations, cheers, dancing, fireworks, fountain- splashing, horn blowing, singing, outrageous festivities and merriment lasted well into the night. The pride and genuine happiness those in Barcelona displayed in support of the Spanish win cannot be denied and I feel incredibly lucky to have been here during such a weekend- definitely one for the history books!

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