The story of football























I will say some people love football more than their own.


From playing barefoot to fully equipped.



The ball owner has their own rule.


Start from the rising of sun to sunset.


Everyone is Ronaldo and Messi.


Don't dribble just shoot wherever you found the ball.


Always come home late and the parents scold every single day.


It’s haram in our society.


There is no future in our society for football players.

Just enjoy your teenager and then you will fuckup by life issues.

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