It was the meeting of many worlds: separately, my Irish former roommate Dan told me he and a bunch of his mates had gotten tickets to the game, and a good friend from Philly and Penn State alum Matt and his wife and friends were also coming over and had asked me for day-trip recommendations from Dublin. That was all I needed to make the trip! We got to meet up with Jon, another American and former Merck colleague, for lunch at one of my favorite spots, Avoca café near Grafton street, before the game. We had just enough time to grab a pint with Dan and his mates before the match. And Matt and Clare were kind enough to find us at our seats during the second half of the match, otherwise we would have missed each other entirely. Matt & Co., Dan & Co., and Riley and I all went for pints after the match. The Irish challenged the Americans to a game of foosball, and I’m happy to say the Americans triumphed, though I bet we had consumed at least 10 fewer drinks per person than our Irish counterparts. Riley and I had a great dinner with Matt and Clare to finish the evening, and we narrowly avoided our rental car getting ‘booted’ in a parking lot at the end of the night. Riley’s persistent good luck, well, persists.