'To watch him play football was to watch a great artist at work. Once he had the ball at his feet, it was impossible to retrieve it without fouling him.' 'Come on. He rode that gravy train like all these other overpaid footballers.' 'You're too young to understand. Before him there was no gravy train. … Continue reading DIEGO ARMANDO MARADONA
Hushed anticipation. He lined up the free-kick. This was it. His chance. He pictured it in his mind. The flight the ball would take as it left his foot. The swerve and arc that would send it right into the top corner of the goal. The net billowing and straining to contain the power. A … Continue reading THE ROAR OF THE CROWD
They wrangled back and forth. Neither would accept the result. We waited for violence to escalate. In the end, Saskia won and Scooby-Doo went on. Dad would have to watch the football later. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week's prompt was: Wrangle. Click on the link to read more stories … Continue reading DEMOCRACY
It's hard to describe what it is like to be a football supporter of the Scottish National team. Most of the time it is a painful experience. It's not that we're bad at football. We invented the game and played in the first ever international match against England. We've had some great teams and great … Continue reading THAT UNFAMILIAR FEELING
Archie stretched up and swung the hammer, managing to nudge the satellite dish. 'How about now?' he shouted through the window. Agnes checked the television. 'Still nothing.' Archie sighed. He was not going to miss the first live football match in four months because the satellite signal was on the blink. He made another lunge … Continue reading GETTING BACK TO NORMAL
