Pure joy and the opposite

For once, Fabian’s game stated before bedtime!

I praise the people behind the technology of internet, wi-fi and Ai, which made it possible for us to watch Fabbe Fab score, not one but two (!), goals.

Courtesy of Mr Guevara ❤️

I love the pure joy a team shows after scoring. People united of their love for the sport instead of divided by it (or any other superficial thing as religion, skin colour etc).

Above was the 1-0 and shorty thereafter there was a 2-0. (links to Veo clips on Fabian’s Instagram, take my word for it – it’s him scoring). A good continuation from last game when he had one assist and enough good actions to become POTM.

Not that I am a master of footie/soccer tactics but I think this team has a great defense and a. stable midfield in both offensive as well as de

What is less fun is me being ill 😞. Yesterday I felt it creeping up on me and today I’m down. It wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t that I, since early this spring, had planned a personal kick-off with other female leaders and entrepreneurs. Now, I have to lay in bed feeling sorry for myself, while others get great personal development through insights of a brilliant coach (and person) and other participants…

But that’s life.

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