The first game Mexico played in the World Cup was on Father’s Day and we won 1-0 against the reining world champs Germany. My dad nick and I watched it in a Mexican bar in midtown and it was us a bunch of Mexicans and a single German lady eating brunch alone at the table next to us lmao. What a head trip. When we won the game my dad asked her to take a picture with the Mexican flag (she declined).