Back on football field...

It past already more than two century since someone invented football. From then on it become a world famous sport, a lifestyle, a way of living and thinking. People who watched al leat one time such movies as Goal, Damn United or Green Street Huligans will understand what is all about. Comparing this sport with the life situation, i always remember that magic may night in 2005 in Istanbull, where F.C. Liverpool, came back incredible in just six minutes and became for the fith time the European Champions. Everything is posible, when you have a strong will, believe and desire to win. Struggling with difficult situations at work and at the improvisation of the home, the temptation to give up was often the single way to finish with this mean living in this unfair, unreal, and ipocrit place. Only the set mind for success, belive in our allmighty posibilities of thinking positive kept my eyes looking forward to gain that few things that i use to think, and still thinking can make my life far away from home, in the midlle of stange traditions, and a multietnical place, more brighter, and more confortable psihologicaly, emotionaly and material. Nobody will make you life nice than yourself, so yesterday i've got the oportunity to make something different than i am doing on my usuall day off. One of my work mate, a nice indian guy invites me to join him at the game, between, local teams made from people from entire Goa are from India. It was a nice monday evening, it wasn't so hot as usually, i can say that there were a nice warm wing, the sky was covered with little shadows, and it was a good whether to play football for Dubai, where it's mostly in this part of the year is very hot and to much humidity. After a short jurney i meet Clay in Burjuman Metro station and from there were went to Out Metha Road. It wasn't to dificult to find the irany stadium, but on the way we descovered, the training complex and the home ground of FC Al-Nasr. Finally we get tho the stadium, there were a lot of indians suporters, couple teams who were waiting their turn to play, and a sun burned moldovian habibi, watching the game and the entire scene with a big curiosity. It was before iftar, so i didn't see nobody eating the traditional for my region the fried sun flower seeds, drinking beer, soft drinks or smoking, till 7 14 it was haram, as arabs use to say. The game, actually we watched to matches that count for the groups of one amator tournament beetween Goa Teams, first game wasn't  to excited because even the random person could understand that it is one side game, so the final result was 4-0, unfortunatly the losing team was the village of my indian friend and he get a little dissapointed becouse of that. The second match was more equilibrated and we saw 6 goals, it was a close game to some episodes of the game, especially when the losing team scored second time making 2-3. The confidence, exact paces, and more elaborated team playing and the influence of the 19 number, the team playmaker, made the diference, and established the final score 4-2, after a crazy and beautifull combination.
After the game we got one shaworma each and decided to continue the evening in the same nice rithm. It was around 11 when i got a call and leaving my guitar alone, i went to meat new night dubai's adventures. I was plesant surprised to find out that there were a person with the car, who will show us a nice place where we can play some team games, enjoying the evening. At the poin ai got in the car i become happy to see another couple guys who work with us in Cheese, so the party of bowling were really much entertaining, even i win the first place from the bottom list. This august night had an incredible end, becouse dispite my defeat, i won i partie of billiard playin one tot one with a kerla indian, and the team win with Reggi aganinst the same guys. Beer, billiard and a nice company, full with good disposition, reloaded the mind and the mood of living the life in Dubai, so thanks fellows for that.