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It had been a really hot day and the men in our family, including me, sat down to watch the World Cup final. Despite the goal-less first half, I was utterly gripped. And then, over the next 45 minutes, it began to dawn on me just what this game was all about. Italy gave W. Germany a master class in football and took the game 3-1.
When Marco Tardelli scored to take Italy to a 2-0 lead, his celebration gave anyone watching a glimpse of what it feels like to score in your country’s colours, in the World Cup final. That celebration has, ever since, been my reference point for what football should signify.
After that fateful day, being a London boy, I nailed my flag to the mast of Chelsea and spent the next 20+ years fully immersed in anything football. I still have some Panini sticker books… But something changed when I discovered trading. My thought processes became different when I viewed a game. I found that Chelsea being beaten didn’t affect me any longer, provided I was on the right side of trade. It dawned on me that the club and international competitions are, in fact, omnipresent. I no longer care, that much, if England win or lose – but that might be down to the players not earning my respect as much as anything else. Watching the game played properly is always a joy but, though I have the privilege of earning a living from it, the small boy inside greatly misses the beautiful game and the idea of what it once meant both to me and to the likes of Marco Tardelli.