By now, you know all about the long, difficult wait before the first World Cup is held in Russia.
But as a young kid, there was a time when you were just a kid in the world of international football and never had a chance to actually play.
On that fateful day, the world was stunned by the world’s first truly free-flowing, unsupervised, and unencumbered football tournament.
And just like that, the future of the game seemed to be on the line.
As the World Football Association of Argentina prepares to host the 2018 World Cup, I sat down with two former players, one from the Argentine national team and the other from Juventus.
Their stories of the tournament and what happened in Brazil are fascinating, but they also tell a story that transcends the sport and the footballing world.
I had never been to the World Championships before I joined Juventus, but I got the chance to see what it was all about when I attended the opening ceremony of the 1998 World Cup in France.
There was a banner up on the wall at the stadium that read: “The World is Beautiful.”
I remember thinking to myself, Wow, I’m just a small kid in a big country, and I can only imagine what it must be like to live there.
That was the year the first world cup was held.
The Argentine squad were very excited to be there and they were given the task of watching the games from the stands, where there was no television coverage.
It was a huge moment, and we got to see the best teams from all over the world.
After the opening ceremonies, we were sent to the stadium to watch the match between Argentina and Sweden.
The crowd was very excited.
We were so happy to be here and we were very nervous.
We knew we had to go and cheer the team on, but we had no idea how bad it would be.
The fans were absolutely wild.
I don’t remember being that excited, but my brother was and I was too.
The atmosphere was crazy.
We had no clue.
The games were very slow and it was so cold, so there were very few players in the stands.
I remember sitting on the bench and looking at my brother, watching him score, and thinking, What have I done?
I’m not really that excited about it.
After Sweden won, I went to the stands and saw the crowd, the fans were very enthusiastic, and it felt great.
It felt like we had won the World.
I went home and cried for a long time.
The fans were really excited and very proud of us, and they kept cheering us on throughout the games.
It’s a great feeling.
When I arrived at the training ground in Buenos Aires, it was pitch-black and very cold.
The stadium was empty.
I got my first taste of what it is like to play in a game that’s completely controlled.
There were very little fans in the stadium, and if I went up to one of them, they wouldn’t even take my picture.
It seemed like there were no fans in that stadium.
We had a good atmosphere, and the players were so focused on the game, they never looked at the fans.
It wasn’t like that at all.
At that point, I remember the first team coach was sitting on one of the seats, and he had a sign on his lapel that read, “Go ahead and touch it.
You’ll get lucky.”
That was his way of saying, Don’t worry about it, because I’m going to touch it, so don’t worry.
I wasn’t worried about it at all, and that was the mentality we had at the time.
That was just the start.
I was 17 years old, and after that, I started playing professionally in Argentina.
It took me until the age of 21 to make the transition to Juventus, and by that time, I had already played in a World Cup.
I played in all three World Cups.
The last one was in 1999 and I scored a hat trick.
The other one was a World cup qualifier in 2003.
I scored the winning goal in that game, so that was my first goal.
The team that won the final in 2002, I scored in the final and that’s where my career started.
I had an incredible career and the people who knew me at Juventus were my teammates.
That is the only way I could say I’m happy to have played in those tournaments.
I have a lot of memories, but also some memories of disappointment.
In the first match, I was one of a few who didn’t get on the field, but when I did, I felt that I deserved to be one of those who did.
I did not deserve to be a part of the team that lost in the first round.
I didn’t deserve to go on the pitch, and when I finally got to the pitch in Brazil, I knew that I had done something right