It’s 1987. I am playing a football match with my friends. We score a goal. The opponents don’t agree. We start arguing. Someone insults me. A fight ensues. I am losing in the beginning. I feel like crying – No way, people are watching.
The fight suddenly turns the other way. The guy is on the floor. I am on top of him. Things are going my way. He starts crying. There is a clear winner.
We are broken up by our friends. We apologize to each other. We start playing the game again.
