The next weekend, on Sunday, I was waiting for Vincent to go to that soccer game and I couldn't describe my excitement! I was dressed in jeans shorts and a black tshirt, because I was about to buy a shirt of the team there. I was waiting in front of the window. When he finally arrived I jumped out of my house and ran to his car.
" You seem ready " he said, smiling through the open window of his car.
" Is that a jersey of the team? " I asked, pointing at his shirt.
" Yeah " the sleeves of the t-shirt were purple with three white stripes on top. The sides were purple too and on the middle there were horizontal purple and white stripes. At the place where your heart is was the logo of the team. And on the back, of course name and number.
I entered the car and Vincent kept looking at me. It made me feel warm inside.
" I'm ready " I said and he started driving.
When we arrived, I was impressed of the stadion! It looked huge. At the entrance there was a giant poster with the team on it saying: in purple we trust.
But first we made a stop at the fanshop. I wanted a jersey from the team too.
" What name should I pick? " I asked. Vincent knew the team, I didn't.
" Take yours " he said.
" Should I? "
" Or you wait until you have your favourite player "
" That sounds good! " I tried the jersey in my size and it fit perfectly! The fanshop was big, but I tried to focus only on the jersey.
The only thing that shocked me was the price. It's like 85 euros for a shirt! But I thought it was worth it. I liked the colors to be honest and it looked good on me, even though I say that myself.
" Let's go find our seats " Vincent suggested and I followed him.
" When are you going to tell me what team this is? " I laughed. I had no idea how it was called.
" We are at the Constant van der Stock Stadion in the Astridpark in Anderlecht ", he started his explanation, " the team is called RSC Anderlecht, RSC stands for Royal Sporting Club, we're also known as les Mauves. We play in purple and white. We're the best Belgian team and we have won 33 titles before " he smiled.
" Wow, okay thanks for the information " I smiled back.
" You are welcome " he said while I followed him to the right entrance. Our tickets have been checked and then we entered the building. We found our places quite quickly and we had a beautiful view. We were pretty close to the field.
Some players were already on the field, doing the warming-up.
" That guy here is our first keeper, Silvio Proto, he has been the captain of this team for ages! " Vincent pointed at the tall guy who was standing in the goal which was closest to us.
" The guy in the other goal is our second keeper, Davy Roef " he pointed at the blonde guy who was in the goal at the other side of the field.
" The one who just scored that penalty is Youri Tielemans, he's like 18 years old and amazingly talented! "
" He is cute " I said. Honestly, I felt at home at this place. I knew this was good. This could become something in my life.
" Well if you say so " Vincent laughed.
" Who's the blonde guy next to Youri? " I asked.
" Dennis Praet, he has won the golden shoe before, he is great "
