Chaos and Joy in School Football

Listen, school football wasn't just different, it was pure philosophy in motion.

Real football had structure, rules, civilization. School football

was organized anarchy where everyone became a striker the moment the ball moved. The beautiful game

versus beautiful chaos. In real football, boundaries existed, throw-ins happened,

corners meant something tactical. In school football, the universe bent to our will.

Ball hit the fence? Still playing. Smashed into a wall? Keep going. Physics didn't matter

when imagination ruled. Two bags marked our goals, and every single

shot sparked a debate that could end friendships. Did it go over the invisible crossbar? Nobody knew,