in the corner broadcast the game with Croatian commentating … except for the player names spoken in English. Marjana asked us to bet. No money, just a bet to see who could guess the final score. “You have 5 more minutes then the betting is closed. The winner gets a t-shirt and a glass of Pivo (beer),” she explained. One by one we told Marjana our predictions as she wrote them down on a large poster-size ledger. A Dutch born history professor soon joined us along with his Hungarian wife. He predicted a 5-0 win for Netherlands. Later a Spanish couple wandered in. We, rather I, shouted at the TV providing an American version of color comments. When a goal was scored, Marjana played a celebration tune on her boom-box, “Another One Bites the Dust.” From time to time I asked her to translate the TV comments … pretty similar to American commentators. Since I predicted a 1-0 game, I was out of the prize as soon as the second goal was scored. Dave had the right score but the wrong winning team. Petey and Donna were close as well. Marjana was in her element keeping track of her guests. She hosted another party the next night for the Spain-Germany game. We joined her that night too.
7 Activity Director
Marjana was the hotel activity director … if there was such a thing. She’s maybe 22, lively, bright smile, tomboy hair and green Converse high-tops. Any parent would be proud to have her as a daughter. That night, Marjana invited hotel guests to a World Cup Soccer party near the bar. The semi-final game between Uruguay and Netherlands had just begun. We were the first ones to her party. She had decorated the tables with balloons and draped a row of paper flags on the wall, assorted countries on display. The large LCD TV mounted
in the corner broadcast the game with Croatian commentating … except for the player names spoken in English. Marjana asked us to bet. No money, just a bet to see who could guess the final score. “You have 5 more minutes then the betting is closed. The winner gets a t-shirt and a glass of Pivo (beer),” she explained. One by one we told Marjana our predictions as she wrote them down on a large poster-size ledger. A Dutch born history professor soon joined us along with his Hungarian wife. He predicted a 5-0 win for Netherlands. Later a Spanish couple wandered in. We, rather I, shouted at the TV providing an American version of color comments. When a goal was scored, Marjana played a celebration tune on her boom-box, “Another One Bites the Dust.” From time to time I asked her to translate the TV comments … pretty similar to American commentators. Since I predicted a 1-0 game, I was out of the prize as soon as the second goal was scored. Dave had the right score but the wrong winning team. Petey and Donna were close as well. Marjana was in her element keeping track of her guests. She hosted another party the next night for the Spain-Germany game. We joined her that night too.
in the corner broadcast the game with Croatian commentating … except for the player names spoken in English. Marjana asked us to bet. No money, just a bet to see who could guess the final score. “You have 5 more minutes then the betting is closed. The winner gets a t-shirt and a glass of Pivo (beer),” she explained. One by one we told Marjana our predictions as she wrote them down on a large poster-size ledger. A Dutch born history professor soon joined us along with his Hungarian wife. He predicted a 5-0 win for Netherlands. Later a Spanish couple wandered in. We, rather I, shouted at the TV providing an American version of color comments. When a goal was scored, Marjana played a celebration tune on her boom-box, “Another One Bites the Dust.” From time to time I asked her to translate the TV comments … pretty similar to American commentators. Since I predicted a 1-0 game, I was out of the prize as soon as the second goal was scored. Dave had the right score but the wrong winning team. Petey and Donna were close as well. Marjana was in her element keeping track of her guests. She hosted another party the next night for the Spain-Germany game. We joined her that night too.
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