Football Fever (The Ordinary Moments)
I’ve decided I’m going to join in on an adventure that’s been running for years by fellow parent bloggers – but is very new for me. I’ve only been blogging since January and now that I’ve found my footing, it’s a project I’m really excited about joining in with. The project celebrates the ordinary moments – or the not so ordinary some weeks too.
My sole purpose for beginning my blogging journey was so that I could document everything that affects us – the day-to-day things, the momentous occasions, holidays, family events, special days out and lots more in between. This project is a perfect way to add to my journey by allowing me to document the everyday, ordinary moments.
So each week I will share a photo/photos from my week. Whether it’s the simple, the exciting or the imperfect. I want to celebrate and remember the little things that happen in the Doal household.
So for my first week I am sharing photos of Shivam. The World Cup may be over but football fever continues. He has become obsessed with the sport. He watched every game he possibly could (except when it was bedtime and I had to insist he caught up on it over Breakfast before school). On top of that, he spent a lot of time on the computer researching players.
Before long, he was able to tell me some of the biggest footballers in the world. Facts and statistics rolled off his tongue. He was able to tell me the club and country they played for, which number shirt they wore, which position they played in and how highly ranked they were in the world. I was so surprised with how quickly he was able to memorise all of this.
I must admit I’m not a big football fan during the Premier League season. But when it’s time for the Euros or the World Cup, I’m right there, engrossed in every match and getting carried away in the hype of it all.
I pride myself in knowing facts about the teams and players too – nowhere near Shivam’s knowledge but I know my fair share. I’ve followed every big tournament since the 1986 World Cup. That was the first tournament I watched and I haven’t missed any since – even when we didn’t qualify for the World Cup in 1994 or for the Euros in 2008.
Each day Shivam has a kick around in the garden. Even when he was at school the last few weeks, he would come home and spend some time playing football. He loves practising penalties. He loves it when one of us can spare a few minutes to play goalkeeper to his striker. But he’s more than happy to be left alone and just play.
The funniest thing is his commentary. He loves pretending to be Messi, Neymar, Pele, Bale and my favourite – Ryan Giggs.
It’s so nice to stand at the kitchen window and watch him play when I’m cooking the evening meal. He’s looking forward to the Premier League season beginning soon. He’s a big Liverpool fan. And he hopes his team will have the chance to get to the Champions League final again next year. This time they can hopefully win the title. In the meantime, I know we’ve got a long summer of football ahead.
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