⚽2018 World Cup⚽ is so much unpredictable and full of surprises. It’s more exciting than the last ones I’ve watched but sadly my favorite player from Uruguay, Diego Forlán is not playing anymore 😞. But I got to see him as one of the panels commenting in one of the earlier games 😊. It’s a sad day for me today as my team, Brazil, was defeated by Belgium. See you in 4 years Neymar! Anyway, before Forlán & Neymar, here is my all-time favorite soccer player in the world wearing #7, not Ronaldo but Champorado!
My soccer fanaticism started when Adrian joined a soccer team thru homeschool program way back in the Philippines. Since it’s World Cup season, I’d like to reminisce Ad’s soccer days. My goal then was for Ad to develop physical strength and stamina as he was easy to catch a cold or get sick. True enough when he got exposed outdoor and gained strength by being active in harsh weather condition, he got better physically. Sadly, after one year of playing, we had to move to the US.
At first I let him try soccer to know if he will like it. He joined a group of homeschool kids and Philippine Army kids. He didn’t even have proper soccer player attire that time. He had fun though as you can see from his face.
The next game, he had proper shoes and a big baby powder. 😆 Yeah, he consumes a big amount of baby powder when his back becomes itchy and before sleeping he would ask us to scratch his back. Later on, Michelle inherited that duty.
Before he had a team and uniform, they were exposed to an actual competition. Funny how they played without knowing the proper ball inbound😊. After that they had proper training and better game results. Ad became a goalie 🥅 maybe because he is tall for his age and had big hands. But the thing is, whenever the ball is not on his side, he gets bored and pulls the grass. 🤣
Before his number 7, he was 72.
Here is his consistent supporter, cheerer, and eater of snacks, Michelle. She keeps calling Adrian, our Champ, Champorado, thus earning his nickname.
This was the last photo he had before flying to the US. I felt a little emo because soccer had just started to open its doors to the young kids in the Philippines. Some of Ad’s batchmates there played for the national teams in different categories. I wish that someday, Philippines could be in the World Cup too like South Korea and Japan.