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Sunday, 21 Sep 2014

Royal Charter of a son to his father

Dad, what are you doing?
Do not know how to tell you. Surely you think I do for my own good, but I can not help but feel weird, annoying, evil.
You gave me the ball when just starting to walk. Still not going to school when I joined the football team. I like to train during the week, joking with teammates and play on Sunday as they do the big teams.
But when you go to parties I do not know, it's not like before. Now I do not just slap when the party or invite me to a sandwich.
Going into the stands thinking they're all enemies, you insult the referees, coaches, players, parents ...
Why have you changed? I think you suffer and do not understand.
I repeat that I am the best, the others are worthless to me, whoever says otherwise is wrong lllo, valid only win.
That coach is a bumbling say is my friend who taught me to have fun playing.
The guy came the other day in my place, remember? Yeah, man, one whom you were criticizing the whole afternoon because, as you say, not even good enough to take the bag. That kid is in my class. When I saw him Monday, I was embarrassed. Do not want to disappoint. Sometimes I do not think I have enough quality, that will not get to be professional and earn hundreds of millions, as you dream. Overwhelm me. I have even thought about quitting, but I like it so much ...
Dad, please do not make me say I do not want to come over to watch me play.
This letter is a reflection for parents who are going to see their children play (Football, Basketball ...) and behave as true fanatics with umpires, opponents, coaches ...
Dad, what are you doing?
Do not know how to tell you. Surely you think I do for my own good, but I can not help but feel weird, annoying, evil.
Gave me the ball when just starting to walk. Still not going to school when I joined the football team. I like to train during the week, joking with teammates and play on Sunday as they do the big teams.
But when you go to parties I do not know, it's not like before. Now I do not just slap when the party or invite me to a sandwich.
Going into the stands thinking they're all enemies, you insult the referees, coaches, players, parents ...
Why have you changed? I think you suffer and do not understand.
I repeat that I am the best, the others are worthless to me, whoever says otherwise is wrong lllo, valid only win.
That coach is a bumbling say is my friend who taught me to have fun playing.
The guy came the other day in my place, remember? Yeah, man, one whom you were criticizing the whole afternoon because, as you say, not even good enough to take the bag. That kid is in my class. When I saw him Monday, I was embarrassed. Do not want to disappoint. Sometimes I do not think I have enough quality, that will not get to be professional and earn hundreds of millions, as you dream. Overwhelm me. I have even thought about quitting, but I like it so much ...
Dad, please do not make me say I do not want to come over to watch me play.

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