I was in bago...I reach in Fri night.
BUT
It was to attend a fellow forumite wedding. A BESS!
I had a ticket and a ride lined up, however as part of the bridal party I could not do that to meh boy and be absent.
1/4 to six, I on pigeon point jetty snapping pictures...it was memorable.
I must say that I woulda real like to report on this one as Tobago had real vibes. Fri night it was traffic jam and Carib truck in the road. On my way to the church it was traffic and real antics in Scarborough, people were into it and I saw how much it meant everyone across there. I was hoping that we coulda do it and after I get the text that Carlos score...I say to mehself...yes we go hold out for a 1-0.
Lets just say the texts (Thank you Patriot) after were not very pleasing to read.
Coming back over Alvin Corneal and Cyd Gray were on my flight. I talk with "G" as well and he give me the lowdown.
People say we play well and we throw away but I not on that vibes...we lorse a crucial game and give Costa Rica 3 points. Additionally from the U tube things I see, while Scotland and Noel throw away...Costa Rica had more chances. Them 3 goals was real shit...I ent know which one was worse...but from who was there...at 1-0 could we have taken off a fwd, put on birchall and play 4-5-1 for the win and play on the counter?
So I just reading and watching. I glad everyone hopeful but my heart and my head have conflicting views.
Last thing...I had a real frightening experience in Bago. If you want to be the center of attention, feel like prey or feel like Dr. Doolittle...just make the mistake and purchase a snack box from Royal Castle in the airport.
Go outside, turn left and sit down on the lil semi-circular concrete bench/table thingy...dust orf the black biting ants and just go about eating yuh food.
People in less than 20 seconds I get surrounded by one setta chicken, it was real scary, at least 10 of them and they circle the bench and watching you straight in yuh eye. Any lil movement yuh make they shadowing. One was fass and outaplace with heself and jump up on the bench next to me and jess watching. So I say ok lemme get rid of these fowl and I pelt two fries over meh shoulder...braps survival of the fittest...two chicken grab the fries and run off and the rest follow them.
Nice........ I say I good and I could eat meh meal in peace.....I was wrong!
2 Big mangy pothound come and sit down right dey, like them is people and the chickens came back...with a Bigger squad and they circle me again and just was watching.
I tell mehself...suppose one of these birds or the dogs, rush meh and dive in the Royal castle box, wha I go do?
The damn chicken and dem all under the table by yuh foot and on the bench next to you...Fuss this cause a scene a Costa Rican tourist pull out he camera and start FLIMING and rattling off all kinda spanish bawling Pollo es malo.
A airport worker walk pass me and smile and bawl...welcome to Tobago!
till next time
