I have mentioned before that Serbs LOVE to party and celebrate just about anything. I mean, they celebrate the New Year twice in a span of 2 weeks. Once for the traditional calendar year on January 1st and again for the Orthodox New Year on January 13th. If it can be celebrated, the Serbs find a way to celebrate it.
Things got pretty rowdy after our victory on Sunday. At night we visited Veljko’s grave before heading through town with a slew of cars honking, yelling, waving our WB flag, singing, chanting, and showing off the trophy in parade-type style. The people throughout the city didn’t seem to mind, in fact the ones sitting at cafe’s probably ordered another drink on our account.
We made our usual stop at Balkan. On hand was an accordian player which promoted singing the entire time by the Serbs. I learned the traditional Serbian dance as we drank champagne out of the championship trophy and chanted some more inbetween songs. Then 60 + people took to the streets, stopping traffic on one side of the road for close to a half-mile. Songs and chants were well-recieved as random Serbs shouted with us, honked, flashed their lights, and nearly hit us while manuerving around the group.
We reached the end of the main street and came to a main 4-way stop near the big park in the city. We finished off our shenanagins with our traditional post-game circle as Alf lead us through the cheer and breakdown, amidst 6 honking cars unable to turn left.
Some of the pictures I woke up with:
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