POR-TU-GAL!”“It means everything,” Jacob Da Silva said at half-time of a potential Portugal victory — one that has been a long time coming. The celebrations began the moment tears ran down Sherab Ronge’s face. Not the moment the final whistle blew, but the moment Portugal’s Eder scored in overtime, giving his country its first ever European Championship — and first major tournament win. “I want to be able to call in sick tomorrow.”After the game ended, he and the rest of the bar spilled out onto the sidewalk to celebrate. In the Euro Sports Bar & Café at the corner of College St. and Lansdowne Ave., not even owner Mario Duante gleefully ringing a bell behind the bar could drown out the shouts of “POR-TU-GAL!

Source: thestar July 11, 2016 00:44 UTC