World Cup Homecoming in Berlin

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It was a homecoming of sorts. Round two of the World Cup journeys brought me back to Berlin, where the boys would be gathering once again. Hilmar, Matti, Matthias, and Muemmel. Jeff and Will would be there too. As would all the rest.Hard to believe it had been eight years since I left. Eight years. So long ago, so much has happened in between, but it seems like just yesterday.As we wandered the streets, I'd catch myself thinking, "Wow! This used to be home. This was once mine." I'd worked so hard for it.It felt good coming home.The weekendThe toneHilmar had to run a few errands, which meant he had to abstain from the morning/mid-afternoon beverages. He didn't want to let that hamper our day though.During one of the stops, he ordered three beers from a local pub and had them brought out to the car parked outside the bar. The waitress told us to leave them on the bench when we were finished.On to the match...The bar"Why the hell did I think it was a good idea to tell the penis joke?"We woke up the next morning with a football match of our own.Born in the USA (sorta)! It was the Yanks turn to play in the 2:2 draw. So close... oh so close!And look who I found! Will and Joanna, former colleagues from CDS. The "C-D-S" hand sign is for you Rob!"It ain't over till it's over." One last doener the next day with Hilmar and Jeff.It's true!

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