this in your F-list, I'm sorry.
I never expected that nobody understood my passion for football. I mean, my family, my father, my brother, in general, they like. I love it. Fully . In a way that many could not imagine. As supposed to see a group of people giving their all for the shirt they wear, the desire to excel, need to feel useful and great. Football, for me, is based on that. Further than simply the result or the accounts of the matches were made and still to be done, are the lives of those people who do not intend to give up haber showed what they are capable. And that has helped me, why deny it. To me, a girl so sensitive, so worried about everything and nothing at once, much to my regret, no one in particular I've found me with a smile on his face that I have not been cleared in days knowing that a group of people meet and not only his dream but that of thousands of people. Since the start of World Cup, the world has changed somewhat. ''''All we have joined, or at least, we have been absorbed by it and other footballing spirit. It is true that not everyone likes football, but, inevitably, is everywhere. I must be one of the fewpeople who keep smiling while riding autobúsy see an ad for sponsoring children or loqueseaqueanuncian cars. But small details like that, and
GRANDIS
offered moments, I have to say thanks. All of them.
are making history. Probably now it is so recent that we are unaware of the magnitude llegarána have goals like Puyol and Casillas stops, but when in 10, even 20 years, repeated the same images that swallow each and imports more information
very little, we proud, we say loudly''I lived
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