Coldest night in France or My First Football Game

Last night was seriously the coldest night in Montpellier I have experienced so far. The temperature gauge said 54 degrees with the wind at 20mph at 40 degrees but I feel like it was a bold-faced lie. Even with my winter coat and hat, my poor nose was about to fall off. The wind was really the killer though.

Anyway, I went to my first professional French football (I can't say soccer here, I might get shot) game. Dawn and I got free tickets last Saturday at the Welcome to Montpellier tour. We actually got cool seats in the general admission section. Yes, people were chanting the whole time and singing. Very European indeed. Montpellier vs. Bastia was really fun. We won 2-1 so it was worth the cold.
A couple things I noticed about the football game. It is not like your typical professional game in the US. There were no snack bars, no drink stands, nothing. The bathrooms were almost non-existent even. I was a little surprised. I think that there was a bar right outside the stadium as you walk in but it looked really crowded and hard to access so we didn't go in. Besides nearly freezing to death, it was a a fun night. Next time we do not need to arrive so early. Apparently, the game didn't start til 8:30pm and we arrived at about 6:40pm. That was mistake number 1. Mistake number 2 was not bringing a blanket or warmer clothes.

Your British word lesson of the day: Tins = Cans. In a sentence: I got a tin of green beans tonight for dinner.