What a run in the last 18 hours between the USMNT demolishing Paraguay and then Wyndham Clark trolling Canadians by wearing a Jack Hughes USA hockey jersey, sticking it to five feet and making birdie
An idea I need someone to run with: some sort of annual event in Boston that brings tons of Scots here. I’m not sure what the event is, but I think we can all agree that these incredible vibes can’t just be a one-off thing. Who can figure this out?
Allowing #Scotland, a country famous for its war of independence from Britain, to play not one but two games in greater Boston, a region famous for starting a war of independence from Britain...was a fantastic idea by all involved
USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.
Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.
I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."
"They just come with the table, man."
They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.
This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.
I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.
"Did we…?"
"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."
Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.
My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."
Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.
I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.
Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.
I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.
Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.
Remember the Air bnb the Scotland fans moved into overnight? The neighbours have put on a barbecue for them this afternoon before their big game later this evening.
This is what it’s about 👏👏