Fútbol: El eco de la infancia. #futbol #nostalgia #fifa #nostalgic #fyp

"Mrs. I just want to be a kid of a ship." I want to return to the days when football was part of the daily life, an excuse to run away and create something so simple that I could make us happy. That football that was played on the street, with three tiles of mochilles and a plastic bottle of balloon. It was strange to run behind the ball and look at the clock, to find the depth of a goal in the recreo as if it were a final of the world. Because before, it was trying to feel, not to deny, to share and not to compete for those who know more. The football changed, but we continue looking for the same. Today there are screens on all sides, opinions by millions, algorithms, engagement. But emotion, very little. Today I just want to be a child of new. With my help, I implore you, without worry, because the next day you retire. Look at the balloon as the first time, with the eyes full of dreams, and the heart is shy to lose. Go back to the Sundays that lasted all day, and the illusion of thinking that football was the only one in life.