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Right now as I am writing this article, I’m excitedly waiting for the Liverpool vs Arsenal match and to see how Sane will wreck havoc against the school level defense of the Gunners.
Fortunately, my college life has been going on really well and there have been more happy moments than the sad ones. But there are times when I feel lonely and disgusted with life. In those moments, it is football which is my go to medicine.
My earliest memory of football is the headbutt by Zidane in the World Cup final. That was one hell of an introduction for me to the world of football. Since then, my appetite for football grew at a rapid pace and I have been following Manchester United (the best club in the world) religiously for the past 11 years.
My love for football has always come to my rescue. I probably got into my current workplace because one of the interviewers who now is a dear colleague of mine was damn impressed by my knowledge of football.
I even nailed the other corporate internship at one of the major financial consulting firms partly because of football as the interviewer was a big football maniac himself.
My Happiest Moment
I am not a good football player but one of the happiest moments in my life was when I played as a left back for Green House in the Inter House competition and I assisted in the winner in the knock out match. I had made an excellent tackle to deny the forward of Yellow House the chance to score an open goal.
Boy, Ashley Cole would have been proud of that tackle. The fond memories of that game still bring a smile to my face.
I don’t know what it is about football that makes me jump off my feet. I was screaming in my house when United finally won the Champions league against Chelsea. I wasn’t the one who won anything. Ronaldo probably doesn’t even know that I exist. But I feel every time when United scores, United loses or wins, it is I who is on the field and playing passionately for the Reds.
I was despondent the night when I had a major fight with one of my best friends. That night after United hammered the Blues (Herrera producing an Iniesta like pass to Rashford who scored past Courtois), I was on top of the world, my unwanted ego watered down, I apologized and we were back being BFFs as we say.
The Reviewer Who Is A Liverpool Fan And The Football Group
I usually write quite a lot of articles based on football and always tend to write something which mocks our perennial rivals- Liverpool. On top of that, one of the reviewers is a Liverpool fan which makes the mocking all the more fun and pleasing.
My football group on WhatsApp is my oxygen to the daily dose of football bantering and gossips and one of the best things that I have been a part of. I have probably just a couple of college friends who are into football and I wish I had more.
I can keep on writing on how football has become a vital part of my life. I will always love football to my grave and for the time being, I am on a hunt for the girl who loves football in my college.
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