Football has always had a special place in my heart. I remember watching games with my father when I was very young. What got me hooked was the intense passion felt by the fans in the stadium. I used to stand in awe of plyers who seemed to tun and hustle non stop for ninety minutes. Goals would result in a noise that would deafen, as twenty thousand fans roared, clapped and cheered. How could that not be exciting to a seven year old boy?
Some parts of the game would annoy me. I could never understand why players thought …