The rest of the evening continued between several pints blondes in Temple Bar (until I discovered the Irish Ale, especially Smithwick's), and we are also approaching The Church, an ancient Church reformed and transformed into an elegant restaurant. Greetings did not cease nor a moment, especially among fans of the Irish (I think that he made them illusion singing with his characteristic accent "Roll Tide"). In many pubs, the people approached to greet me and ask what noses I was doing there, including the Michigan fans, who, incidentally, approached with much respect and education. There are who seemed to know me life after reach me as she walked into the pub and offer me a "high-five", wondering as I was life. My reply was blunt, with class, education and pride; I always had great respect for the Wolverines, but on Saturday in Arlington will be a "beatdown". Certainly I was not anything wrong.