Last night, the Spanish football team made history by winning its third back-to-back major competition: Euro 2008, World Cup 2010 and now Euro 2012.
Two of the team’s players are native to Seville (well, the province) – Sergio Ramos and Jesus Navas. Ramos, in fact, hails from my husband’s home town – the unlovely conurbation of Camas, best known for the factory which supplies drain covers to various cities around Spain. Nice.
After Spain gave Italy a sound beating – 4-0 is the most definitive victory ever in the European Championship (one of many records broken last night) – Sevillanos poured onto the streets to celebrate. Due to poor timing and recalcitrant children, I missed the big moments in Puerta Jerez and the Setas, but managed to catch a few snaps around Avenida San Fernando and the Alameda.
While my long-suffering husband stayed in the double-parked car with two by-then-sleeping children (how terrible a mother am I?), I dashed around like a mad woman snapping the sea of yellow and red which washed over the streets of Seville last night.
Some of these photos were taken out of the window of a moving car, so apologies for the poor quality. What they lack in technical prowess, however, I hope they make up for in atmosphere – the people’s expressions of delight and pride.