The day that I was MVP in soccer street.

I don’t remember if it was in 2000 or 2001, however I remember that it was a game against the backstreet boys. hehehe.

I had never been the first choice in the games and always I started on the bench. I thought I wasn’t a good player, until that day.

The game started and I just watched sitting on the sidewalk waiting for my time. Our game vest was red and our adversary used a white one. I used my lucky black boots that day.

Our street had a funny thing, it was a slope and a busy\crowded street with a lot of cars passing. Then we needed to be smart and fast to pass the ball.

The older guys were better than me and my best friend André too. But that day I would do my best.

The game was tied when I joined.

Doing stepovers and with my speed I scored one, two goals maybe in 3 minutes.

I scored two more goals that afternoon, a headed one and an amazing volley.

The game ended maybe 10x3 for us.

When the game was over all my friends came to me and said that I was the best player in the match. After that day my skills at soccer improved a lot. I understood what was my kind of game, to be faster.

It was a happy day for me and I will always remember this.