Hooray! Consadole !!!

The other day a salesperson came to my office to do business. I didn't want to talk with him because I was very busy. But when we finished talking, he said to me,'By the way, do you like to watch soccer game?' I answered, 'Oh, sometimes I watch it on TV.'Then he said, 'I have two tickets of today's soccer game, our local team Consadole Sapporo vs Tokushima Vortis. But I can't go, so I'll give them to you if you want.' I was very hesitated if I would go or not, because it was raining, and I was planning to take a lecture at my office the evening. But I have never been to watch soccer game at a studium, so I dicided to give up my job and go to watch the game.

I went to the Atsubetsu Studium which doesn't have roof.
It was raining heavily like shower (click the photo!!→）,
and it was very cold! My breath became white.I wore red poncho and watch the game. The first half finished by a score of 0-0. I was thinking of going home because of cold, but I'm very glad to have stayed there. The second half our Consadole scored six goals!! What a wonderful team our Consadole was!!I forgot the cold and went back home pleasantly.
I arrived at home and turned on a TV. I was looking forward to watch the game on TV. But every local TV news didn't broadcasted the marvelous game. Why? Oh, that was the day when our local baseball team won the first prize at the Pacific League!! All TV news broadcasted NIPPON HAM FIGHTERS! I was a little sad, but I'm very happy because both the baseball team and the soccor team in Hokkaido did great job.

I grew up to be an OBATARIAN !

One day, my friend and I went to a restaurant to eat lunch. There we ordered the same menu,'ButaDon(a bowl of rice topped with pork)'. Before long, a waitress brought us two 'ButaDon's. I compared them, and found the slices of pork on my bowl were fewer than those of my friend's. I could see rice between pieces of meat on my bowl. I called the waitress back immediately, and said, 'These porks are much fewer than those ones, aren't they?' After a short pause of upset, she said, '....you mean you want us to add more pork to your bowl?' I stared her and replied, 'Yes, of course. Don't you see them? These are fewer than those, apparently.' She said,'Just a moment, please', and went into a kitchen with my bowl in order to consult with her boss.
Five minutes passed, and she came back at last with full of slices of pork on my bowl. 'Is it all right?' 'Oh, its okay.' I nodded and ate it.

If it was ten years ago, I would never say such a thing. I was more sensible person then. As I grew older, I became too bold. Now I am like an 'OBATARIAN'. Do you remember 'obatarian'? Many years ago, we used this word to stand for shameless, impudent women.
I thought I wouldn't be such a person at that time, but the fact is...
Oh, the hatred of foods is terrible!!
I won't order the same menu as my friends', not to show my true charactor.