Sunday we went and saw the Mallorca American Football Club, The Voltors (Vultures). It was a sunny day out, the game was at the RCD Mallorca stadium, and tickets were free, so we had to go. After a Spanish Tailgate (making to-go drinks and walking to the stadium) we made it to the stadium to find out that the game was actually on a practice field beside the stadium. No biggie.
The practice stadium was full and we walked in to a 12-0 score on the scoreboard. And when I say scoreboard I mean a chalkboard easel. Since the 'scoreboard' didn't tell us who had which points, we first had to figure out which team was which.
Touchdown, team in white! Which it turns out was Alicante, the other team. With the other team lining up for a PAT to make the score 12-7, we were discussing how good our kicker must be to have 4 field goals already...and then when they missed the PAT we realized we were just sterotyping Spanish people as good kickers of balls because, you know, soccer. Nope, lots of missed PATs, a missed field goal, general bad kicking all around. Yes, its a different ball, but c'mon.
As the game continued the Voltors proceeded to run over the other team. Literally and figuratively as passing is very limited (and they play with college rules, FYI) in Spanish American Football. After a rousing halftime drum show and the discovery that they serve beer (it's Spain after all), we hung around until the Voltors finished with a winning score of 54-6.
Yes, I bought a t-shirt, No, I cannot wait for more Spanish/American Football!!!!!
