Futbol has no language, color, boundary, or limits. Absolutely sad as I head home today as how do you leave those you enjoy so much? … love these boys and will truly miss them … I’ve learned so much from playing with ALL of you. Thank you brothers for making ‘futbol
You never forget the neighborhood kids you grew up with. On a personal note, these are the moments that mean the most and can’t be replicated … the neighborhood kids in Dubai taking in little man Zizou and showing him ❤ … the true beauty of all races, all
… How does one capture his heart and soul in a status we ask? For us, it has been less about balloons and fireworks today and more of a reflection … of the last 12 months of
My book of rhymes … the kangaroo leather boots that drive excellence and precision on the pitch. We grew up shining our boots with leather food and saving nickels & dimes just to buy those copa mundials. Best days of my childhood and they continue until today.
Zizou’s eyes (they kill me) … I was reflecting on this short-winded year for a couple of hours today and as I fast forwarded through this eventful year I couldn’t happen but come
I took this picture while walking the streets of Soor (Tyre), Lebanon. What amazes me is the world advances, develops and people upgrade their phones, cars and homes but one
This is the view from my grandparents house in ‘Jal al bahr’, Lebanon. The ocean was their 3rd parent. They learned to fish, swim, play soccer and most importantly live a simple life on these shores. This is the biggest proof that simplicity can lead to great things in this