We are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond – G.Brooks
When I came to the UAE, my first job was so depressing that I used to ”dream” myself to sleep. Every night I pictured myself in a football field kicking balls. Then a rich local would come and tell me to quit my job and just teach his kids to play. That was my dream job.
Two years later, God gave me something better. He gave me a dream team.
Losing a game is fine with me… as long as I win friends.
Koukou Land 🙂
Jordanian jagger + Egyptian edge
Tunisian terror + Romanian roar + French fright = Grrroooowl!
United Nations must be proud of us!
4 thoughts on “Playing International”
And the mystery of the foot continues!
haha 🙂 I sprained my ankle a week before the game, so I had a hard time running 😦
Nice. I feel happy for and proud of you.
thank you lil big bro!