Took my little girl for a knock about earlier at Penny pie park with my mate and his 2 lads……there was 2 other little lads having a kick about who didn’t particularly speak much English……anyhow we gets a little game going n there smiles that someone had taken a bit of time to play a game with them was brilliant to see…….the enjoyment football brings to all walks of life amazes me at times……..when it was time to go they waved us off and were on there way…….fair made my day tbh
I have a similar story from when I was about 12, so we’ll call it the power of football 70s stylee. A couple of mates and me were playing footy and two older, rough looking lads turned up and asked if they could join in. Just like in the original post there was a language barrier, as they came from the ‘Scotch Estate’, but as rough as they looked and sounded they had spice and handed them out as we played. All was well up to that point. After a bit they got bored and asked to try my specs on (you could see where this was going by now) and kicked the ball up the field. When i brought it back, one of them had pissed on the grass and was urging me to sit in it, just as I saw my mates jumping over the wall to safety, so I forfeited my NHS glasses and legged it! I don’t know if this kind of thing goes off with kids these days, but it seemed a staple of growing up in Hemsworth. You were always getting chased, stopped or worse! None of this woke stuff!!
