Why I hate soccer _ is blue square

Football is the biggest movement of mankind, I've never been on football uninterested, this should come with their own experiences. Remember the 7, 8 years old, my dad went to Beijing to travel back mysteriously took out a present for me, a pure skin of football. I remember very clearly, black and white, took dad 5 bucks. The year month child many even a glass ball (Pinball) have to buy my pocket money most of the time however cents, Dad actually willing to spend 5 bucks to buy a football, I still felt quite puzzled. The next day we can imagine, my family lives in a building (total of four layers), basically a neighbor's glass floor are kicked out again, my dad three five to go to neighbors for glass, but it has never been confiscated my football. A man playing football, of course, is meaningless, the spirit of sharing, live together in one small partners began to play football. On the wall to play, to play on a tree, on the other door play. Since with this football, nearby residents would not be a quiet day, these children are unhappy campers to go home every day, and then catch it, then eat. There are words of good, happy always transitory, leaving behind the endless suffering and to the elements. A sunny morning, we meet in a clearing up play, the roads are still not forgotten about sleeping in nearby mocked the fool (like a child who they are in the vicinity of two mentally normal people). In this way, we walk and play before you came to the edge of the road, one of the little friends shouting: "kick-off!", a foot on the ball to the Centre of the street. Ranches then quickly, a large truck Jiefang screamed, no offset is not positive, just on the pressure in soccer, only heard the "bang-~ ~ ~ ~" a truck left the ball flat. The next few days, nearby residents began to enjoy the quiet life, we all feel that day seems to be a'm a, can anyone say what does not. Until one day my father asked me: "why didn't these days see you a few football?" and I put football is big truck rape thing said to him. Dad first wrinkles under the eyebrow, and then quietly said: "no no, later was to go to someone else for glass. "Things are always you inadvertently occur, after two weeks, shouting" kick off "the boy's mother knocked on our door, because we know that her family the child my football broken, so to apologize, more unexpected is that she should pay me a new football. Although not the good before, probably 2 block, but I'm very satisfied, then after two weeks, the quiet life began to be broken, we start with the ball. Since then, we cross the road are clasped a football. At that time of the day while material poverty, but the children seem more than happy now. Then the boy should have never played glass ball (Pinball), also called Pinball. One night and a small football partners back football aside, under the street lights play a glass ball. Throughout the game play around, we here are mainly two types of lines in the ground, digging a small pit, and then press pit order ball in the first complete victory. There is also referred to as the "sneak fetus in Montreal", as its name implies, there is no limit to the glass ball to play which plays to which, the first to hit the opponent's ball to win. We played that day was "sneak fetus" in Montreal. When we slipped a few hundred meters further back, find football already do not know who took. This relatively depressed football is themselves lost is certainly not one to throw me a new one. In this way, and football to bid farewell to a few years later, probably on the eve of the Kumon's birthday, my mother asked me what kind of gifts, I blurted out: "football!". So I have a third soccer, football has risen to 30 block one. Learn from the last two lessons, car place around to go home at night, you put the ball on home and then went out and in this way, after a year and a day of golf together. This time we play up places in our elementary school playground. Security, no trucks, will not be lost, kick away. However, life with surprises waiting for you, you don't pay attention to suddenly spring up for you by surprise. Outside the walls of the school playground is a small river, the River, until you call the pomegranate beautiful name. Listen to my dad said he used to take a bath in the River, there are crab and fish can be caught, I was a child, pomegranate River has been polluted by sewage, and have a great image names: ditch. This day we play in the playground, one of them was a foot to shoot, football, together with a perfect arc, directly bypassing the playground around, fall into the ditch. As we climbed the wall going fishing, soccer is already down the stinking water slowly drift away, so far. The third soccer drift away, also took my childhood. Later grew, basically never touched a football, no way, psychological shadow is too big. Later on from the media to know China's football teams of the master who, knowing the van General, jihai, Haidong, etc. the glorious deeds of people, love affairs experts, spit up, as well as the legs discounted, bully cleaner for. .. Suddenly felt, football in my obsessive when drift away, actually saved me Ah. Football, I love you not easy!