Me intriga saber que pensará un europeo cuando ve que por James entra un tipo que no les suena de nombre, medio gordito, lento y después lo ven tocar un par de pelotas y se dan cuenta que es el más talentoso de los 22 en cancha
The craziest thing about World Cup month is realizing where you were in life during the last one. Shit I still remember watching my first World Cup game ever. A 4-year gap means your job, your relationship status, your friends, and your entire life situation are completely different, but you're sitting watching a random group stage game at 1 AM on a Tuesday. Football is a time capsule.