So I was able to find a sports bar, conveniently called “Farringdon Sports Bar & Grill,” to watch the San Francisco 49ers take the Carolina Panthers to town. When I showed up, three of the nearly twenty televisions had the 49ers-Panthers pregame on, the rest were showing the ending of a soccer match (Liverpool-Stoke City for those of you who might care). Fortunately, I was able to find a great seat with those three TVs surrounding me. (Note: most of the other TVs quickly turned to the real game of football.) I had a delicious, big burger and onion rings, but that is not important. What is important is the atmosphere of a London pub.
The ending of the soccer game was great, if only for the atmosphere of the pub. Then, for an American guy like myself, the atmosphere got even better. Though the place did not have nearly as many football fans as soccer ones, every football fan that I noticed, including the guy on his phone there, was rooting for the right team: our beloved 49ers. Our two trips to London seem to have increased our brotherhood.
Though I know there is a lot of debate about playing games in London, I think it is pretty awesome that the 49ers have a fan base over there. I am quite glad that I have found a decent sports bar (it was like a classy Buffalo Wild Wings), and I will be back there for the Super Bowl. (More on my location this coming week will come in another post.) Thanks for reading about my conquest to watch true football from across the pond!