The bright green cleats, the long socks and the chin guards.
He wears them proudly, dreaming to be the next world football star!

Early morning, we drive through the winding roads! The green field is waiting, his blue army chanting.. He runs joyfully to the battle ground! Full of life!  For that young lad, the world is simply a game of kick and pass!

He sits on the bench.. once called to the game, I see a wide smile on his face.. and its a face of full of dreams, innocence yet also fueled by our instinct to fight, win and celebrate.

Game over!  He runs to me and the first thing he asks.. "did I play well dad?"