I was the youngest. The yule lamb. The one who always got away without doing the washing up. My sister was four years older, and my brother six years. ↗
And I think they loved me because I loved being part of their team, you know, and I quite often say to kids, that I was the worst player in the world's best football team - and that was good enough for me. ↗
OK, the wonderful thing about soccer is, a football is a perfectly round object, and it doesn't make mistakes. The player using it makes mistakes. And the more you use it, the less mistakes you make. ↗