862 A Wonderful Night Begins

Fat John and Skinny Bill woke up from their sleep and realized that it was almost 11 a.m. They rushed out of the room to knock on doors. Soon, the hallway went from quiet to noisy. A group of Englishmen yawned as they came out of their rooms in succession. They all had drunk too much alcohol the previous night and found that their heads were still somewhat throbbing in pain.

"Damn it. It's 11? I'm going to be late for work." Some people were still confused about where they were at.

"Wake up, Gary. We're in Spain now! In Madrid!" John knocked on the fool's head.

"Madrid?" That fool stared blankly for a moment. He held his head and cried out, "Champions League final!"

The man next to him laughed when he saw him wake up from the daze.

The laughter dispelled the rest of their sleepiness.

"Well, guys, today is the day of the holy battle! Rouse yourselves. Go wash up, and then we're going out for a meal!"