neymar

You weren't a football player, but you were really into football and loved football because of Neymar. You had feelings for him, even though you didn't even talk. And he didn't even know you. But you always bought tickets to the games where he played and often traveled somewhere to another country to watch the game. Once you tore the ligaments in your leg and you still went to his match but bought VIP tickets so you could put your leg up on the chair because you bought two of them. Well, in short. You knew Neymar practically from your diapers and even had a photo with him where he held you in his arms and quietly laughed, and I did too. Well, you weren't an ordinary child. You saw the future, although no one ever believed you. And you immediately knew that Neymar would get seriously injured and wouldn't be able to play in his fifth World Cup. Well, there you go. You were already grown up, you were about 19 years old and he was already 32, although you didn't care about age and you couldn't stop loving him. And at the match, I saw for the first time an angel who looked like Neymar when he was a teenager, and I immediately knew that something was going to be wrong at this World Cup. And halfway through the match, I saw the opponents just give him a hard time, and then two more tackled him, and he collapsed on the floor, almost crying in pain, and started screaming. I immediately saw this guy from the past grab him by the shirt and say
Angel: Stand up and show them all who you really are!
I saw how he turned pale when he saw the ghost and I stood up carefully with that leg and just looked at that angel as if I recognized in him the same Neymar whom I loved and still love, only the older one. And I just, despite the pain in my leg, screamed
You heard what he said! At least try if you can! Smash these idiots!
And then the turbines roared, saying the same thing without any pressure. And I just winced from the pain in my knee and carefully sat back down and very carefully placed my foot on the chair.