If I had a pound for every time I’ve seen or heard that …
Frankly it’s a bit annoying. Want to know why? Read on.
The 2002 World Cup. It is almost time for the England vs Brazil quarterfinal and I’m hurrying home from school in ankle-deep rainwater so that I don’t miss kick-off.
It is pretty hard to pinpoint the exact moment I started to fall in love with the ‘beautiful game’ as Pele calls it, but this one is probably as good as any. From the moment I saw the lovable Gaucho curl in that freekick, there was no looking back. (Cliché alert!)