Watching eight-year-old boys play the game you lot insist on calling soccer is a peculiar pastime. As a spectator you are vaguely aware that the humanlings are governed by some sort of laws and rules, but it is hard to decipher what those are. Furthermore, despite each child being regularly reminded that they have a role to play, a specific space to occupy on the field, they cannot resist simply running after the inflated pigs bladder. They simply swarm after the ball as it gets hacked around the field.
» Join our Facebook Join Now
» Join our twitter Join Now
» Join our YouTube Join Now
» Join our Instagram Join Now
» Join our Tumblr Join Now
0 comments:
Post a Comment