It begins at the beginning

It always starts so innocently.

One morning, you're up with your cup of tea, in your pajamas and casually watching a fuzzy stream and this continues on for a while until you find yourself up at the crack of dawn in your team jersey with the newest teamschaal (still in bed, natürlich), trying not to wake those you live with, having tiny heart attacks.

But never will you ask yourself "Why on earth am I still doing this" because, well, you are who you are and forget the rest.

I meandered into the world of FC Hollywood a year after following our fearless peroxided Vice Captain into the world of club football. A few trying draws, slide tackles from Captain van Bommel and I was sold.

I'm a student in Chicago (of the world, haaa ha, I'll be here all day). I've lived in many places and speak many languages rather poorly and I have a rather soft spot for the Dutchmen (past and present, especially past). I grew up in the Midwest, Chicago and Minnesota and find myself calling Lake Wobegone home.

For a bit of trivia: one of my favorite things about Bayern are the playlists during halftime and after matches and on the days Bayern can't seem to find the back of the net, we can always rely on Berni.

With the upcoming neuroscience module, i will probably be posting sporadically and rather disjointedly kind of like Daniel Pranjic's weekly performance, haaa.