Just for fun. 1976 I was eleven my mom took me to a Tampa Bay Rowdies (NASL)game. Me and my two brothers replayed that game many many times in our backyard. I was just so amazed at the size of the pitch and the speed of the players. How far they could kick and how perfect the passing was. I remember them juggling, coaches use to frown on this telling us it wasnt ball control. They could dribble looking up! I dont have a clue to the score or who they played against. But I remember the joy and wonder it gave (gives) to me. It was simple and I loved it. Pele in the US, soccer was about to explode. It may not have exploded but for me it began blooming. Florida, summer, soccer.
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