Sunday, July 17, 2011

Soccer

Or is it football. I forgot that we were sponsored by the soccer team that played in San Francisco. Hakoah, it was. I, once again, has an open account at the snack bar. I got introduced to some American food like ham sandwich. It was quite different from what I was used to.
Why did I think about soccer. Well, I am watching the Finals of the women. My mother and I spend all day on the soccer field. Often, she would dress me up, as well as herself. So every Sunday we were out on the soccer field, as we knew it It didn't matter when the game was played, we spent all day.
I remember Max Boxer yelling "Taxi" when the ball was out for Hakoah. I remember the uniform with the star on it. I remember the goalie who had quite a foot. He was able to boot it from one end to the other. His name was George. Later on, Steve Negoeco would join the team, who would coach USF for a lifetime.
I did not know anything different. I liked the socializing. Remember, I was an only child.

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