First football obsession. I don't know what they mean by this but I'm guessing it's the first team I've been obsessed with?
Spain National Team
I remember myself watching the World Cup Finals in the business lounge at my hotel in London, vuvuzela in hand waiting for that one moment when the balls just zooms past the goal line and hitting the net. That moment happened when GLORIOUS Andres Iniesta shoots with all his might, the balls flies past the goalkeeper and the ball did exactly what I wanted it to do. Iniesta reels away with SUCH delight because it was the winning goal for sure as the goal took place during Extra Time if I'm not mistaken. I just remember all the players on the pitch, on the bench and the coaches, managers and all that just jumping up and my little Casillas collapsing into tears. When the goal happened, I screamed SO loud and started blowing my own vuvuzela. The receptionist of the hotel was Spanish and she was crying. Ah, that moment of joy I will never forget. The entire Spanish team was just SO happy.
Unforgettable.
HALA ESPANA.
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